THE ME IN ME

 

In my street

Where am strict

I dreamt a dream in my dream

Even when I can’t sleep in my sleep

I found my night in a night

Thou the birds are far asleep

But twitting never ends in my drums

I open my eyes the dark is my sight

Just like my back

My hands are long

Pride made them short

I go to class for class

Cos class gave us class among class

In my quietness am loud

Cos of the queue and crowd

I hit my chest for their quest

Cos is not a stress

For every thought I thought

A thought yields a thought

A thought off their thoughts

Cos they can thought my thought

I was a teenager in my youth

I was youth in my old age

And in my death am re-born

Cos if sun and moon clashes

I will be the splash

Even when my thought flies

The lost ones flash

But they don’t crash

You close my fault, am your shape

Just like my shoe, you know my pain

Every time I decide

I am indecisive

I have no method cos you are my principle

Pierce my heart artless queen

Death is not a threat, cos you are my grave

I wear you every day

My perfume, always my fragrance.