I am ME

Mon, 11/02/2015 - 11:24 -- bazzoun

My perimeter is nothing more than painted bricks and broken windows

I am filled with nothing less than destructed pride and shattered ego

Like rust on steel after an angry cloud's release


Deem fury for shards of hearts showered in disease

Deliver shivers, shame sanctions, all while staying in my place

A ship that never leaves its spot but ends up champion in race


I break boundaries and burn atrocity

Radiate a love so deep that it feigns its own identity

I make one plus one sum zero


I shed light upon the villain so that his reflection mocks a hero

Illuminate darkness with my content, defeat evil with my smile


I scream the plee of fatherless sons who had no other drug to to turn to

My foundation is old but my love is ever-growing


I warm the heart of my dependents, through leaves blowing or skies snowing

Through heat blaze or inflorescence blossom

I never cut my weeds or allow my caring folk to stop them


Like a captain in a storm who takes control of every oar

Or the lonely house across the road that never slams its open doors

Sort of like the fat man jumping chimneys, who never breaks to rest his feet


I'm the substitute of the absent mother whose love's been stolen by the streets

I'm the puzzle piece that doesn't fit because it doesn't want to change its side

I'm the broken walls and cemented tears, behind ME all my children plead to hide


I can't paint rainbows over black stains and expect the beauty to remain the same

So I splatter colors over covers and watch how quickly all of it drains


I am the warm in which you find refuge

I am the refuge you have sought

I am the sight beyong the horizon

I am the horizon beneath the sea


I am injury without its incident

I am war without its weakness

I am battle without its bloodshed


I am me.

This poem is about: 
My community
Our world


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