Revolting Against My Pride - Poem by Atef Ayadi
There were times,
I was doormat, the only thing I
Enjoyed was watching the sun—I still enjoy it, —
People, nature, and moving artifacts.
I was stripped off
From Eileen, my humanity,
And my choices.
I let it happen, cause
I was dormant doormat.
I was simply,
In a Jewish
Where it was free to move,
to love, and do the other things.
Food, love, and
Freedom were and still cheap
Very cheap and affordable,
From healthy to non-healthy
Despite the diverse adversities.
Here, I was,
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Habits and my deadly pride.
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