Poetry from one of MITUK’s authors – I Wasn’t A Person

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I Wasn’t A Person

I wasn’t a person,

I was a fear made flesh to conquer and crucify.

 

I wasn’t a person,

I was a scapegoat to blame.

 

I wasn’t a person,

I was a trophy to collect,

A step up to step on,

A toy to play with,

A thing to use.

 

I wasn’t a person,

I was an inconvenience,

An irrelevance,

A total insignificance.

 

I wasn’t a person,

I was a shadow of a self,

A shattered soul.

 

I wasn’t a person,

I was a problem for professionals to deal with,

A suspect specimen to box and label,

A pathology in human form,

A profit-making patient to perennially pop those poisonous pills,

An object of patronising pity to puff up insecure egos.

 

I wasn’t a person to them.

 

But whose humanity does dehumanising deaden?

 

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Catherine Heseltine
Catherine Heseltine is a psychiatric survivor, a mum to three wonderful children and a political activist who has previously focused on campaigning for an ethical foreign policy and against Islamophobia. She lives in London where she has worked for many years as a nursery teacher, and loves many things including music, the countryside, children’s literature and comedy.