I’m still a back stage
That makes others get noticed
My kin are
The messages of caution and pain
That are least cared and noticed
I never liked the makeover
That people feel “fits me”
I’m dictated to stay quiet
While they make the most out of me
To be soft is too harsh
So many pins prick me
People make their fair
Who upon me is always unfair!
I’ve been stoned
Whenever I spake truth
I’m the same sage over the ages
Changes never raged me!
I don’t read whatever is stuck upon
At least that makes sense of the divine mercy!
– Mashook Rahman
