Fall Down, Never Know Why Poem by Hasan Haskovic

I live in the future
Anxious I'll never see it coming
I live in the past
Afraid I'll never see daybreak
I never lived in the present
Because it never seemed to last

Turned over the page
Thorn right through the middle
Where I suppose to dedicate a rhyme
To my chilhdood, every day a riddle
With ignorance as the tune in my cradle
And a slant sentence about hope
With which only in the future I'd cope

Left out, unnoticed
The detail that had changed me
That got me this far
That was my guiding star

Better put into action
By my heartbeat
The mouthfull of words
About empty worlds
Than by my mute tongue
Mimicked by pale fingers
That dance on my hand

Funny to imagine
Me, coming to hold my world
Between the Sun and the Moon
Hard to believe
Memories will no longer consume
Me, now that I turned over a new leaf

Impossible, but I will hold it
Because I will never know if I can fly
If I never spread my wings
Will never know if I lie
Unless I see the real truth

Only a mild fragment
Of the broken glass of my heart
Lies in my writings stagnant
And stains the body with the soul
In a night as dark as coal

I hated the depth of thought
In the the same depth of night
I hated the fear in their eyes
Carved into marble faces by fright

But, I am not lost
For no vista replaces my name
I am still my own
And I hope it'll always say the same

Because once I tossed away every shard
Brought them with myself to the grave
Then it is impossible, not hard
For them to glorify my empty coffin

Even the statues
Made in my name
Would be less understanding
More touched by shame

The present will last
Only if I walk its way
If I live for the moment
If I cherish every day

Only then can I stay
Only then will I say

That I am still my own