The Scale of Things … (a Poem)

IMG_1274 (2)


The Scale of Things

Is it possible to have a metric
a way to rate privilege
one that does not reference
gender, economic status, race?

Can the moral high ground be assigned?

Is a child loved by a parent
not more privileged
than one that is not?


This is in response to Anmol’s challenge over at dVerse which begins with the quote :

To be white, or straight, or male, or middle class is to be simultaneously ubiquitious and invisible. You’re everywhere you look, you’re the standard against which everyone else is measured….Michael S. Kimmel

22 thoughts on “The Scale of Things … (a Poem)

  1. Grace

    If you find that metric, let me know.

    I think having a high moral ground is about perspective.

    Yes, a child loved is more privileged. I have not thought about this one.

    Thanks for shedding the light on “privilege”.


  2. anmol(alias HA)

    This is an interesting angle to privilege. I do not think that there can be a metric to measure it since it is based on a subjective experience (mired in certain social realities for sure) and its perception.
    The question in the third stanza is so powerful and raises more questions as to why some children are not loved. Thanks for sharing this thoughtful verse!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. kim881

    Pertinent questions, Jim, but I don’t think privilege can be measured, as it depends on time, place and culture. But I do think that loving and being loved is a right not a privilege.


  4. Eilene Lyon

    Thought provoking. All children should be loved, but certainly aren’t. Is love a privilege? Is being a child a privilege? Is it a privilege to be a human rather than some other species?

    I don’t agree with the concept of a moral high ground, but there certainly could be moral abysses.



Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s