Your Room
Behind your earlobe there was a birthmark that had the shape of palestine
But they taught you in there that it was called israel
In the hearth of your chest lied a heart full of vitriol
Out of your choice they altered your pulse, degraded your work
they treated your sixty beats as the clock ticking away sixty seconds
They manifested you as a clockwork
You sought the sabbath like a reaper
sought the harvest
All of your zest was sucked out
To fuel their comedown machine with it
They enforced you to live behind the doors
To love a country that was never yours
Ought to learn the rules of a game you loathe
Ought to learn crescendo and decrescendo , both
On a monday , i peered through my window and found you burning your paintings , your art
The art that made me fall for you like the snow fell on everest , didnt they teach you that too?
Snow fell on the havocked cielings of the kids of indochina too ,yet you never knew
The next week you were hypnotised by your mother's gramaphone's blues
Immobilized in your second prison awaiting divine intervention or cues
On wednesday clamor rose in your cell and into your cells
Both of your parents , ignited coals but luckily cathedral bells
Covered your yelps
I saw you from a nigh distance
As the one between helsinki and tallin you knew from the geography book you were blandly eyeing
You had a globe but your thoughts were never airborne
You had a soul but you deemed it way fainter than the infamous coals you stared at
Thursday morning i resumed my ritual but you changed your entire course , mine aswell
Your books towered beneath your feet
Which hung limply in the air
Your birthmark was covered with the noose you tied around your head
The geography book became your execution platform
The thing was , i had the exact same book
And im about to ensue you but first let me burn my poems.
Copyright © Sandra Shokry | Year Posted 2016
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