Mireille Eid

His Ego


It saddens me
to see you triumphant
wooden blocked
and sliver scaled
Thrashing and running
Thrashing and running

Your daughter
when she sleeps

Your wife
when she dies

Your sister
when she stops

Your lover
when she sways

Your mother…

Your mother
when she sees you
silver scaled
and she smiles.


©Mireille Eid


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