I Am Not A Guru Poem by Atef Ayadi

imagine one is a
tree.
a very tall,
and a big one.
every creature and being
wants to go for a ride
and be around.
sometimes it is more
sim,
sin,
sine,
she,
him, hine, and thine,
cosine,
or the new
updated and secure
version to be called
from now on
sym
biotic
(... big romantic word for a soccer
millionaire or billionaire,
or a sucker with no impunity
imagine a skunk selling aroma...)
sorry, i do not like to be
a bush
or a tree.