Periphery Poem by Azure Critic

I have always been living in the periphery
At first, it was very hard, and I had to dig days out of my blood and tears; but later life has become more gentle, and I can now enjoy the soft spots in my heart.

One day, when I looked to the center, I found you. What a beautiful being!

I have always been living in the periphery. No one has ever taken me to the center. The myth tells that it must be an adult white man.

I have never thought that life in the center is easier and happier, but everyday I look to it. You are there. What a beautiful being!

Can I cross the distance by myself? I have no clue and do not know where to start. I have wandered round and round the periphery. The myth tells that it is not a geographical distance and one can never cross it without an adult white man.

Stupid! There is neither periphery nor center, and the myth is certainly imaginary.
But then what am I enduring? What am I enduring?

Periphery, periphery
Periphery has the same sky dotted by the same stars and lit up by the same sun.
Periphery and center have the same barriers.

What a beautiful being you are!

Create Date: October 13,2011