Wahab Abdul Poet Free verse

The Strength of a Fragile Man

The strength of a weak and fragile man 

I am short but in any way not stout 
And bones are not strong enough as you might think 
A little hurt gives me much of pain 
Very lose are the muscles and fragile is my structure 
Yet when I see something wrong done to me or wrong done to others 
Believe me I do not know how and where from 
 I get the strength to crush them down even they are fifty 
My heart roars and throat swells like a toad 
With eyes red I start howling like a tiger 
Until they flee like a monkey 
I am telling you, believe me, even I am alone and they are fifty 
And I am doing this since my childhood 
And since then I am a man of poor and weak 
My soul never says to be with the people who are winning 
Or with the people who are ruling 
I always remain the man of opposition 
And willingly I do this, maybe it is for the love of man 
Or it is for love of debate 
But when I debate I pears through the defense 
 Even they are a pack of fifty 
Believe me, i really do not know how and where from 
I get my strength though I am a man weak and fragile.

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