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The Willow

Beneath the broken willow tree, lies a girl helplessly
Passersby look at her with disgust in their eyes
Her shorn hair, her torn shoes and her worn-out dress
All as she mourns her mother's death.
But what do they know?
For they are blind as cats in the day ,
But oh, there is the willow tree that shelters her from their gaze.
She has not a dime in her pocket nor a crumb in her stomach
But yet she faces the people’s cruel judgements
She’d be alone in this world if it weren't for the willow
The willow her home, the willow her haven.
If society were a predator then she’d be the prey
That’s what has come upon her, 
Ever since her parents entered the grave.
But alas she still has hope for a better tomorrow 
Until then she has to learn to make peace with her sorrow
Because she knows that this is the only way,
The only way, that she can make a change.

Copyright © Asra Aymen | Year Posted 2022



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The Unknown World

As I walk through this unknown world
With a heavy heart and an anxious soul,
All I can think of is my family 
For they are the only ones true to me,
The lives of my brothers and sisters painfully unfold 
Oh, how their stories had gone untold,
Though their voices were blare 
They were still shackled down in despair

The soaring sparrows remind me of my wise old man
Who had once taught me to be brave
Now has warned me to stay out of storm's way.

And oh my dearest mother who has suffered the most 
She's lost a child but hasn't lost hope.
I hear her pleads every night
Her tears are of pain and her wishes ask for rights.
‘God has a plan for all’ she still believes in this philosophy
One day I will make them proud
Even if it means the end of me.

And when we come to talk about me
I'll use those same words on repeat
For I am the same as my family.
Family, you may consider the ties of blood
But for me, they are the ones who share the same stars,
Pitifully now the day has come to an end
I smile as I look upon the path I came
It's half to my goal, to make this world our home.

Copyright © Asra Aymen | Year Posted 2023


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