Count To Ten Poem by niroda abboud

Can't even count to ten
I reach seven then start again
Which came first, the egg or the hen
I've reached seven, now Ill start again

Can't even complain
this state of mind I can't explain
No thoughts to think
No blue Nor pink

Cant even control this pen
The end of the line, the start again
Which came first the sight or the sound
Which moved first the thought or the pen

Can't even walk straight
This passive fury, this silent hate
This hardened mind, I appreciate
This passive fury, this silent hate

A total submission to fate