Rita El Khoury

Rookie - 0 Points (02/10/1985 / Beirut)

Supposed To - Poem by Rita El Khoury

I was supposed to be dead,
But take a look at my vein,
There’s still blood, and it’s red,
You tried to empty me: in vain

I was supposed to be dead,
Lying forever on the floor,
But there are still thoughts in my head,
There’s still life in my core.

I was supposed to be dead,
But there’s still beating in my heart,
Even without love, without bread,
Even without you and that’s the hardest part.

I was supposed to be dead,
But I’m still breathing,
I remember the fights that I’ve led,
Here I go, on my feet, I’m standing.

I was supposed to be dead,
Crawling, defeated by the pain,
But how did I LIVE instead?
This riddle is driving you insane.

You thought I’d surrender
And send you a white dove,
But I became a commander
And gave up your love!



Between me and death
There’s an eternal match,
Coz hell, me and death
We can never match!

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 1, 2005

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 1, 2005


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