When raw pain muffles my voice
And I'm left with little choice
When my world rumbles and tumbles
And the earth mocks my humane fumbles
When fear shakes my very core
But I put up a hard exterior
When man keeps red running within
But has white pouring forth his chin
When I can't tell what's in his breast
And he calls me to lean on his chest
When I wander in the wilderness of worry
Over what he'd do to make me feel sorry
When I open my arms for a warm embrace
And all I grasp is my own heart in a race.
When independence becomes a crime
And I am convicted for daring to rhyme
When my tender soul can hold no more
Your twist and turns known from yore.
When independence becomes a crime
When you're beaten at your own crime
When independence becomes a crime When I purchase it without a dime!
An insightful creation nicely embellished in poetic rhyme and rhythm. Thanks for sharing, Hafsah.
This poem explains a lot of things in such great lines but I waited for a retailiation that does not come. Well written poem though. Please read my poem " Poems grow like plants " and comment. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When independence becomes a crime When you're beaten at your own crime When independence becomes a crime When I purchase it without a dime! Clearly it's a social problem and I was hoping at the end poet would implore us to take actions to save lost independence.