MY DIGNITY- This is a poem about myself
MY dignity
I do not know how to start
Imagine a water stream that originates in the womb of a
mountain
She gives constant drops of water to be nourish
The baby stream will jump out of the womb quickly
The kind mother never hinders her child's need to be freed
Instead, she offers uninterrupted blessings
Through drops of water
Meanwhile, the baby stream starts nourishing itself
It starts discovering nature
It accepts nourishments through rain and become a matured
mother river
Ultimately, she gives birth to many streams
Her children start to flow independently, giving freedom to
the mother river
I am wandering lonely as a river
Eager to find my way through my knowledge
I intend to offer an invaluable literal work
Nobody can steal knowledge
I know I am getting
old and losing memory power
The new generation looks at me as an outdated person
I sadly point out them
as outdated
Knowledge is my mother
She is the mountain that feeds me forever like a river
Knowledge never lets me lose my dignity
Nevertheless, I am giving constant help to my children
I proudly say that I will never be dependent
Sunil Algama – 08.06.2020
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