That Thing In Me Poem by Abdulaziz Ahmad Abdulaziz Fagge

That compliments me
That befriends me
That whispers in me
That encourages me
That discourages me
That commands me
That stops me

Sometimes
It waive my solitry
By being my dialogue mate

Sometimes
It preaches me
Changing me to a holy saint

Sometimes
It whispers in me
Making me like a rude barbarian

Sometimes
It imbibes hope in me
Transforming me to lion

Sometimes
It strikes fear in me
Making me scared like in war time

Sometimes
I maunder, wonder and
Ponder over these questions:

Is that thing part of me?
Is that thing another me?
Without it, will I be better or hotter?

3/1/2007
7: 50pm