Me O, Me
written by: Abdellatif Raja
Over cosy dreams I hallucinate.
I sniff marvels I can’t elaborate.
Over peaks of green, a mansion of white
And its blue gay gate
Guards cows roaming over fields of clover.
And me, o dreamy lover.
The shepherd and his cattle.
Lousy folks and their silly battle.
And me, o lifeless me!
As faint as a dying potato.
And my face, o sunburnt!
As red and sweet as a spoiled tomato.
“Look up!” They say.
Hooray, hooray, hooray!
One lonesome crack.
A chance for her… to attack.
And me, o welcoming me.
And me, o fortune I lack.
Naughty wind, naked and absolute.
Carefree is her, the fresh air.
Chaotic and corrupt is my hair.
A smooth transaction,
They be seeking an heir.
And me, o inaudible me.
Jazzy nightingale,
Chanting of an ancient tale:
A vagabond in a virgin dale.
And me, o pale!
Whining, mumbling, grumbling…
Me, o me, shaking, spinning…
The nasty factories,
Executing clouds of snow.
And me, oh, what do I know?
Old ladies and their stories,
Old men and their smirks.
And me, o me, not the one who twerks.
High on a green hill,
A dead tree and another, ill.
Yet quietly and firmly does she stand still,
“Stand up you woody bastard,
Our prayers shall be answered.”
And me, o me, o friendless cup I poured.
Scratched face, yellow teeth,
Rolling the dice, heart’s aimlessly beat
Words of confusion, seeking clarification.
At his illusion, seeking salvation.
Ecstasy, aristocracy, idiocy, literacy, illiteracy…
And me, o fantasist me!
Through rusty glass I witness.
Godforsaken woody houses.
Be them Grieving, shrieking, weeping…
O the laughs they used to warm.
O the love they used to hoist.
And me? O toxic me!
Yellow colouring green.
Look, orange is too… and purple!
A rainbow that does bow for faint pupil.
All hail the dreamers! Elevate colours keen.
O mama, be all this for my blue soul?
O me, o beaming face, o silly fool.
Me, o me, o wings that won’t obey.
Me, o me, vast yet starless is my sky.
Fields of opportunities,
Yet here I am accusing the unities!
Me, o me! Cynical and diabolical me.
Me, o me! O self-blinded me.
Me, o me! Lost in the haze.
Me, o me! O puny creature.
I gaze and I daze in this maze.
Soul, mind or heart?
Me, o me! To whom do I adhere?
Me, o me! Be them allies.
Me, o me! Me, o my cup.
What brought you agony?
It’s me! I poured the melancholy.
Me, o me! Rise! No more a fugitive.
Me, o me! In my life, I be the executive.
Me, o me! Gaze, evermore grow positive.
