I'm chained up, without fault <br />Hair all over the place <br />Stained clothes worn <br />Eyes droopy <br />My sandals all torn <br /> <br />Back bones crippled <br />Shoulders slouched <br />Nowhere to sit on <br />No more a couch <br /> <br />My vision all blurred <br />Overlooked to the world <br /> <br />Hung to the rope <br />Beneath this scaffold so old <br /> <br />My speech unspoken <br />My words all slurred <br /> <br />They cry me out <br />Lay me on the metal bars <br />No swards now just definite scars <br /> <br />These incisions so cold <br />These walls so devious <br /> <br />Endless fights too tired now <br />So colorless I’m so retired now <br />I’ Gave up this war a long time ago <br />My tongue snapped <br />I’m no more in the <br />Cradle of hope <br />No more a slave <br /> Just a chained object <br />It’s all over <br />All over <br /> For this skilled radiant beauty. <br />I was named once Dr Affia Sadique<br /><br />Noorie Ali<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/chained-up-without-fault/
