Uprising of the Mud - Ahmed Matar

 Uprising of the Mud

************************

They placed me in a pot

And asked me to adapt

I'm not a water bud

I am created of heaven's mud

And as the pot minds the growth 

of what matters

It soon shatters

They asked me to choose

Between life and death

Between dancing on a tightrope

Or dancing below a tightened rope

I chose to live on

I said: let me be hanged

Smother the parrot with your rope

And grant me an ever-screaming silence