Tradition dragged me in
Into a wall of box, dark and lonely for me only
I screamed, scratched on the door, all I see is dark
Dark marked with walls
I banged on the door, asking why me?
It says, you are not usual, you need to learn
I say to it, show me what is normal
And it opens up a small window for me to look out
I see men do usual, playing in the sun and wailing in the rain
I want to leave this place where I am
Yet, I do not want to go out there
I feel out of place, why be created in the first place?
Out of nothing to do, I opened up a flesh on my side
For a minute, I thought, I will bleed and die
The pain was out of this world
But to my surprise, a light shines through me that almost blinded me
What am I made of?
I was told I have blood running through veins
But I see not, all that tradition say.
Pure bliss inside of me, I will say I never knew
I begin to open up more to this new discovery
And I got to the core and fell in love with God, I began to feel myself disappear outwardly. I could tell I was leaving
So, I hurried to leave this letter for tradition
When it feels I have learned enough
And decides to open the door
I will be gone, it will see me there, but will know it has lost me forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem