Saturday, 27 April 2013

Liminality

A poem on experiencing liminality brought about by disability

Liminality 
By Akemi

Alive but dead
Dead yet still breathing
Life has robbed me of its treasures
All that I was,
And all that I'll be
'tis no more

As the people join hands
To set the world in motion
I fell out of role
In the darkness of day
You see me..
With blind eyes

I ponder upon my reflection
Though I am whole, I am broken
My hands no longer craft
My feet no longer stride
The fiend cut deep
To rob even my soul

In dreams I embark on lost adventures
Of the life I never had
Of the life I've wished I had
Slumber away 'til my moving feet are reality
Dreams are all I need...
Dreams are all I need...

(May 18, 2012)

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