I Never Knew I Was So Numb

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I never knew I was so numb

Deaf to loud blasts and bullets strafing
to screams and cries and houses burning

To hard footsteps roughly marching
occupation curfew sounds of silence

I never knew I was so numb

Unseen unknown muddy roads I traveled
people’s heads I saw moving, shaking

Why the heads went backward and forward,
smile less, sad long faces, tortured, awkward

I never knew I was so numb

Homeless helpless refugees made by the wall
forced, humiliated, beaten bound, innocent, all

I as a child was part of it, born in strife
though for some time was free in life

I never knew I was so numb

And now my homeland is under siege
with bayonets bullets blood that bleeds

Women fair, helpless, ravaged virgins
easy targets, free prey for ready vermins

I never knew I was so numb

And now my numbness is complete replete
with curfew starvation and defeat

For what crime I am enslaved in captivity
who will be the savior, if ever, of my liberty

I never knew I was so numb

© 2019, Anjum Wasim Dar

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4 thoughts on “I Never Knew I Was So Numb”

  2. This makes me so sad. The death of compassion and justice, the desensitization to suffering should never be a real thing. It makes me wish that I could help all of those dealing with such issues more than I can. Thank you for keeping the heart aware with your poetry, Anjum Wasim Dar. It is important to keep awareness of it alive, lest we all end up numb to it.

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    1. Thank you Friend Dragonkatet: Poetry creates awareness and keeps the spirit alive. Writing must continue and be shared. Thanks to BEZINE and the Creative Talented Bardo Group Beguines and All its Honorable Members who have established this Platform/Forum where writers have the opportunities to express.

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