Left alone, with nothing at which, to stare
like a stranded automobile without any gear,
part of an arsenal anyone could spare
rotting for long devoid of any care,
expectations out of me are very rare
unarmed and afraid in the lion’s lair,
in the face of the storm shivering and bare
can’t shield my eyes form the force of the glare,
strayed off my path in a bewildering sphere
i possess nothing and there’s no one to share,
retribution for nothing has always been severe
i’m a fish caught and hung in the air,
ask for my sin i never ever could dare
it’s part of a secret, all loud and clear,
part of a two piece puzzle, without any pair
i’m an ordinary mortal in the middle of nowhere.
ALI