Apr 25 2009
Coward
Where is your face when it matters
Your eyes see much more than you know
You stand tall behind thin air and towers
The time comes, you are empty and cold.
You claim to have so much to give of yourself
Of what matters the most you have none
The world rests on assumptions and patterns
You do well with the worst of them.
Where is that passionate warrior
Who loves more than he fears
Her quiet revolution
Will one day change the world.
Asma Maryam Ali
u wrote this?
na’am…a few years ago