Samer Madbak

Rookie - 62 Points (31 July 1969 / Beirut)

Poem 027, Sonnet 10: Having Naught, Having All! - Poem by Samer Madbak

There was a time when I in ignorance
Did contemplate the status of my peers
Oft with a feeling of incompetence
Or else with envy or in yellow tears.

So that wherev’r I’d go, I would behold
Outstanding men of power and estate
Then would my sorrows grow a thousandfold
Seeing their wealth and my penurious state.

But when I swapped my yen with holy phlegm
And probed my bankrupt spirit once again
I found in it my bliss, my diadem
The destitution of my fellowmen.

'Twas then the resurrection of my soul
Which, having nihil, waxed possessing all!

April 26th 1988

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 29, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, May 8, 2015

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