Sticks and stones
Could break my bones
As time passes
Words become harder
Than all the stones
It breaks me faster than the sticks
I become balloon
Filled with gas and not love
A little prick and I am burst
I am Earth: people walk on my back
And as ocean, people swim in my emotion
Their words bruise my soul
Just because
I am a barren woman.

Saeed Muhammed Lawan.

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