Treasure Island

Abdul Wahab


A Caveat


The thing you never thought before
Totally Unsaid unseen that is
My thought, virgin
It never depends on any membrane
Nor my chastity belongs to my body
It is completely a matter of soul
Conviction is not a matter
That you can cripple it
With missiles and bombs
The spirit of my humanity is not a wire
That it will bend or bow under any pressure
Neither my creed will vaporise
Like a drop of camphor
Under your scathing attack
Nor will it be unholy by any human touch

Submitted: Monday, July 29, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, July 30, 2013

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