Wasan H. Ibrahim


Not Paved Yet - Poem by Wasan H. Ibrahim

Not Paved Yet
The taxi has walked up… the taxi has walked down
On this very earth not on the Moon
With every car quaking the man in the backseat utters bad words
'Riffraff, rogues, villains, morons'

'Why they haven't paved the roads yet
Our worthless and shaggy government
Just organized to build dictators
Just equipped to nourish haters'

'Just prepared to travel abroad,
To destroy ours and pave their road'
Startled…the taxi driver hushed him
Down, and gave him water
But every drop has spilled over…

Out of the car he takes off
He hardly walks by the separating walls and stays aloof
From the barbed wires here and there
Trying to diagnose being where…

'A maze so horrible to live in…'
While resuming his bad words with a severe frown
A check-point soldier looked him
Down, ordering him to apologize
Our man nods yes and looks
Down, saying sorry to his shoes.

Form: Bop


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 22, 2015



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