Hear My Ripples In The Sky Poem by Usman Hanif

I'm a pond
A pond of blood

People passby
Throw stones in me

I am mute
I could not respond

Yet i could react
My retorts are ripples

The sky is deaf
And the ripples make no sound...

People are numb
They still throw stones in me

Stones are innocent
They just sink

All are blind
Everyone keeps on tripping

Beyond the sky
Might there be ears of the deaf

So i am steady
I keep on sending the ripples

Clouds might have ears
One day they might pass by...

The wary clouds might
Hear my ripples in the sky...

15-02-2008