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About This Poem
Who Am I
"Who Am I".
Mother who is that man
who has no hair? thats
not me, I have hair.
Mother who is that man who
has no beard? thats not me
I have a beard.
Mother who is that man who
has no lashes? thats not me
I have lashes.
Mother who is that man that
has no eyebrows?
Thats not me, I have eyebrows.
Mother who is that man who looks slim?
Thats not me, I am healthy.
Mother who is that man with a plastic bag
Hanging from his arm? Thats not me,
My arms are free.
Mother who is that man looking so pale?
Thats not me, I have a joyful look.
Mother who is that man who looks helpless?
Thats not me, I am strong.
Mother who is that man who looks like me?
Yes that is me.
Suddenly I was screaming for help, thats not me?
Crying out loud, yes that mans image is me.
Mother look at that mirror with me
And see If that man is me?
Mother when did you find out I have cancer?
Mother, oh mother, tears were flowing
Down my face thats not me, mother,
I am strong, I don't cry, I have a beard,
that image opposite me is not me ,
He looks dead, how long will I live?
Answer me?
Mother whispered to the mirror I could not!
As I knew not except that image in
That mirror was you..
Mother,
You were chosen as a mother who had to mourn
Her own son, time is closer to bid our farewells
Of no tomorrow's.
Mother,
Forgive me for being so dramatic,
My vision is dimmer my corpus
is feeble my soul is tormented
Aggrieved in distress while hearing
the bells lament the tune of five am
When ill be gone.
Mother,
My space will be empty absent in
Body and soul doomed to die
during the silence of this night.
Mother,
Liberate my hand mother when
i will leave you slowly out of view .
Pray for me before my spirit sets
Me free .
Mother,
Close my eyes i need to leave you
In silence. Silently.
Mother,
Please don't cry.
I Love You.
Therese Bacha Win. No. 8
24/12/12
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