I know where I want to go <br />But I cannot find the way <br />I know numbers and words <br />But my mind won't let me say. <br /> <br />Blacks and whites <br />Have mixed me gray <br />There are no more extremes <br />In the spaces I lay. <br /> <br />The colours have bleached <br />Or have carbonised <br />But time is not reversible <br />Yet, we still let it pass by. <br /> <br />Zebras can't always hide <br />In colourful grassy plains <br />I can't seem to find <br />The right lane. <br /> <br />Yet.<br /><br />Mehreen Mujeeb<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/zebra-3/
