I counted for much more <br />Weighed my worthless worth <br />A number of times <br />Walls and doors <br />From the nib on paper <br />My seal and heavy steps <br />Frowns on my forehead <br />From my shouts <br /> <br />I counted the gold coins <br />The number of times <br />I visited others <br />The addresses <br />In my notebook <br />The calls I receive <br />The people <br />Who wait upon me <br />The countries I seen <br /> <br />I counted the number <br />Of prayers <br />Recitations of holy names <br />Chants I did not understand <br />The number of holy places <br />I visited <br />The number of pilgrimages <br /> <br />And these counts were in vain <br />Counts in nothing <br /> <br />But will you count me my child <br />In broken numbers <br />Just allow me <br />To sit in line <br />With your toys <br />Of so many colors <br />Long ears and tails <br />Smiling faces <br />Sweet eyes <br /> <br />Make me so small and so big <br />Make me sit amongst your toys <br />12/3/2009<br /><br />Sadiqullah Khan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/counts-in-nothing/
