The Sound - Poem by Abdul Wahab
In your group you do not take me in
Or I do not like to mix up with you all
In either way you may take
But the sound you produce
I can not tolerate
‘’Which kind of sound are you talking of?
Tell us ''
No, I can not,
If I make you
to hear the sound
I have to go down so low
From where I can not rise up any more.
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