How soon do we forget
Few months ago you came to me for support
I gave you my love, I gave you my time with passion
You feed me with hope, you made my expectations grow
I stood in line for you, eager and ready to fight for you
I argued… I even cried for you
My Brothers, my Sisters were ready to die for you
You came to me with change
I forgot to ask, what was your range ?
I guess blind love never has a gage
Now I find myself in my darkest days
I reached out…I reach out
What have I done to deserve this route ?
You signed up to protect me
You said “I cannot be chief security”
Then why are you still in our office
I go to my home, I am dead
On my way to work, I am dead
I go to the farm, I am dead
I go to the market, I am dead
I go to school, I am dead
Our children walk outside, they are dead
Yet you cruise on the air,
A glass sip of orange juice with no despair
It seems, an inauguration is more important than our death
This is Just a month later! I fear the next level of our future
COPYRIGHT © AHMAD ABDUL-ONE, 2019.
Poetry 