THEY WANT TO KNOW
2nd July, 2015

THEY WANT TO KNOW

They want to know if I am a poet

Why there is bullet in my quill

Why my room litter with shredded papers

Why there is quietness in my prayers

 

They want to know if I am a loser

Why I mourn a mother I never lost

Why I love a father I never met

 

They want to know

If the worms in my head are fed daily

If the rain in my eyes falls yearly

If the children in my chest are loved dearly

Why my clothes are tattered

 

They want to know

If my father is God

If I was hatched from an egg

Why there is halo on my head

Why He raised me from the dead

Why there is air in my lungs

Why there is pain my hugs

 

They want to know

The path that leads to my heart

The past that is covered with earth

Why I choose to be sad

Why I walk around like a sag

 

They want to know

If my poem has a title

If it was composed with a subtitle

Why I never finished writing

Why am always stalling

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