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Sophia
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She wasn't a princess.
But sat frozen in hot emotions
Unknown to me as I browsed through the notes
The dark eyes shining in the corner
The gloom solidified
The years lost in translation
Family history unknown
I checked for the obvious and the known
The ICD10
Amitriptyline...
Comeback in 4 months
She walked away from my ignorance
Into the waves of ruminations
Of the millions of body parts strewn
Over the dirt roads she only knew
Home...
Where her family's blood marked
A distant place called
Rwanda
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Child warrior
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Any seizures in parents?
We don't know Sir
We found him crawling in the streets of Congo...
I saw shining white teeth
Then the forgotten blood haunted me...
I am not hiding behind a tricolor flag
Being just ashamed of my own
Existence...
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Here...
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When I shut the microwave door
In this frigid winter
The popcorn smell mixed with
The aroma of coffee freshly brewed
The newspaper on the table,
Shattered images from satellite
An African village in summer
Charred bodies
And smell of gun powder
I am ashamed and guilty
For being alive as a human
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