Be Patient Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Be Patient



Be patient

Call me dumb
Call me bum
Or call me stubborn
Maybe proud

You're free to call me
Whatever you wish; want

I am I
Walk alive
Talk out-loud

I declare
This is I

I'm a dot in the cloud
That makes me a no-one
That is I
I'm proud
I'm dervish
Have no bounds
Yes bound is friction
Friction-free; I will fly
Can sleep wherever
And can eat whatever

I am leaf
Once green and hopeful
Now fallen, part yellow; part brown

Fear's gone
It is dead; forgotten
As he said; Mandela
"When comes jail go the rest."
He has died but keeps march
On pages, on the tongues
I'll join him
"Wait for me...be patient...I'm on way..."

Friday, November 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: fight
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