jihad thabet

Me And My Mind

I sit down to write a song
But find no words of something I've ever felt
It's about millions on a part of earth never get

Is it Justice?
Well I know that life has never been fair
Always the strong controls the way it goes
Weak shall die, strong shall live

Then I asked my mind, let's talk positively

Is it honesty?
Well I can't understand the reason of caution
Everyone is lying; the truth is hardly being said
You can trust no one but yourself

Oh my mind tell me something good

How about Love?
Well you've just asked about unreal
A fancy thing is only found in novels
A lie is used for money and sex

Please stop, for an hour still no words

What about Peace, I ask
Well it's a nice story tale can be heard
Only grandmothers are good in this
Blood's shed, rivers of tears

Well I rise up the white flag
I turn off the light
At the corner of the room I've sat
Alone and cold in the dark
A prisoner in life


Topic(s) of this poem: me against myself

Poem Submitted: Monday, July 10, 2017
Poem Edited: Monday, July 10, 2017

Form: Palindrome or Mirror Poetry

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