A Wicked Lizard
–Saki Billah
You are a Wicked Lizard,
Like a dwarf husked Sun,
Like a Shadow from a Sunbeam,
In an ancient meadow.
I am wicked by you,
But I am not weak at all,
I know how to survive,
How to grow like a green stalk;
And becoming as long, as it could be,
Climbing in a long tree.
Dear God, forgive her,
For what she did to me,
For how she black spelled me,
As I forgave her,
You have no rights to proceed.
But you can make me strong,
Like a Blacksmith’s hammer,
Like a blowing wind,
So I can wicked her too;
But not like a monster,
I will flourish like a sprinkle,
I will blow besides her,
So she can smelled me,
But cannot see,
I will fly in the Sky,
Like a free Bird,
So I can see her,
But she cannot noticed.
You are a beautiful Species,
But not more than a ‘Wicked Lizard’.
Time of writing: 04.01.2018 7:31 am