Stones Poem by Aftab Husain

Now they are burying me
with flowers
though I was stoned to death

I was born among stones,
among stony walls
They wanted to make me
like themselves
And I wished
to bring them to life
That struggle has continued
to this very day

There were many of them
and I was simply alone
So they petrified me
But I managed to salvage
one thing within me
It still pulsates
and will continue to do so
even in my grave

It still grieves me to recall
how my mantra failed
to transform them completely
But I am pleased to see
I've changed them so much
that now they are burying me
with flowers!