I' Rise Poem by Abdul Basit Ismail

Do you think the tickling of the second hand on a clock is in vein.
The disparity between you and i is dilated.
My impecuniousity does not mean am worthless.
You touchered me when i needed caring most.l'll rise
Snowy or drought.i'll rise
The tintinabulation of the blunderbuss shudders the vulnerable.
They plan to put me in an utopia.
Blood spilling like waterfalls.
Beating humans to resemble the slaughtering of sheeps.
Starvation seizing my hunger and luxury.
Weeping bitter biles of anger.
Sleeping with my mind frozen with thoughts.
Body full of pot holes and strips of blood.
Tears been dried by agony and pain.
The screaming of pain is echoed at last end of the earth.
The animal kingdom were very curious to know the vain of the scream.
Yet, the villain can not get any sense out.
Cos, the ossicles of their ear is broken.
Dilating from the villains act is to disintegrate their skull to get rid of the wickedness in there.
They invited an utopian to assist them on how to eliminate me.
Beating humans impeccably.
My xenophobic heart won't eradicate until the villain forfeit greatly and taste the bitter biles of their actions.
Their plan are to no aveal, cos the survivor will rise like the sun, grow like the trees and be known like stars.
1. By Abdul Basit Ismail.