My Wisdom Poem by Shaib Mohd

Flying up above the world.
Was a time when I enjoyed
freedom.
Fully stretched wings
which shone like gold.
Was in no mood to use my
wisdom.
The wisdom which taught
me hatred.
The wisdom which
snatched me of my
freedom.
I had no idea of
ownership.
But my wisdom forced me
to take a dip.
Which baptized me.
Which shook my
conscience.
And inculcated an idea of
separation.
I started hating the
wingless birds.
I got an idea of
superiority.
I owned this, I owned that.
I knew nothing about
locks.
I knew nothing about
boundaries.
The wisdom separated me
by locks and boundaries.
The wisdom I talk about is
clear my friend.
Let's not use this wisdom,
Let's live in peace,
As this world surely will
come to an end..