Yearn


 

No right no wrong

Just this huge sorrow

My jaws hurt

I want to be a little girl

Run with the wind again

Chase the edge of the rain

Climb a tree

Be so free I do not even know I am poor

To be so ignorant I do not even know what sickness means

To trust

Knowledge is such a heavy burden….

The consequence of all things

I just HAD to have knowledge

It gives sorrow only

To be a little girl…

To hear tales and stories

Daddy sing me songs again

Before things went bad

Mom was young

The fields full of wheat

The sky blue

The storms beautiful

Now

My heart comes up so far in my mouth

I could bite it and die…

 

(copyright by Mary S. Ahmed)

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