Humiliation Poem by Gabriel Mapati

The dry ground thunders beneath my bare feet as I flee.
I flee from the prying eyes.
The eyes that follow me where ever I go.
Embarrassed, I feel naked.

I storm into the four walls of my room looking to hide.
But the same walls seem to have the same eyes.
The walls begin curving in on me.
I can't hide my shame I realize.
Embarrassed I feel naked.

I swing the door, step on the street and continue my gruesome journey.
I run into the woods hoping to finally escape from them.
I hear voices above me.
I look up to see birds.
I can feel their eyes burrowing through my skin.
Their beaks move frantically as if laughing at me.

I can't escape this I realize.
I just have to live with it.
It's my baggage now.
My very embarrassing baggage.
I have to live with this endless charade of humiliation.