Treasure Island

Atef Ayadi


I Am Not Irish


Called me whatever!
Ice cream,
crap,
CRAPE, or
shit of a shit.


But,

I am not Irish!
And I give a damn about ancestry.

Only the sun
Can
Evaporate me,
Melt me, and
Mold me!
And that is my ancestry.

Submitted: Sunday, March 18, 2007
Edited: Friday, February 04, 2011

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