I Am Innocent I Know I Am By Nadood Poem by nadood al ND

I’m a knife inside a thief’s pocket.
A thief that pushes me to kill or scare people.

When he pushes me to kill,
I feel sad when the blood of one person dripping on the floor
From my own bare jagged edge.

When he scares people.
I feel that they are scared of me, not from him.

Why can’t I help people?
Why can’t I be a spoon or a fork?

Sometimes I feel that I’m scared of myself not from him.

I’m no killer, I’m no thing, and I am no tool that scares people.
I’m innocent I know I am! !