Lotus Poem by Abdul Wahab

Some of my friends who later turned enemies
Once told me, get out or come out of this place
And let not the theme of your poems only be concerning us
Global issues are dealt by the global poets
Here lowly people live; they eat low, talk low
Totally mean people, they don't talk what they mean
What they mean they don't speak out, such meanly low,
For the time being i thought they are not wrong
But later like a dream I wake up
And understand I should pull things upside down and downside up
Show the things inside out where i am born
Let people know from top to bottom
Here is nothing but all over is only dirty mud
Yet I bloom yet I flourish
And all these are possible because i am a flower, lotus.