Life Is Scoring Poem by Freeyad Ibrahim

by Freeyad Ibrahim

Ask me not where I was born
Or where I come from
Or when I am born
If I am not a flower
I'd never be a thorn
I am a bird
Nowhere am I born
Coming and going
Flying
Everywhere
Soaring
Challenging and complying
Living short and dying
Ask not about my age
But ask what I am still doing
And what I am selling
and buying
Defying or trying
Deeds indeed, count
Sitting waiting idly
is boring,
Sobbing and sighing

Life is a Football Match
The result is known
by the Scoring
Soaring and roaring!



Fryad Hugo