I SUBMIT

How ever tight I hold....
It is slipping away from me.....
Like a child for its mother
Like a flower to the dust

I submit

I forgot my roots
In my submission
Now I find my salvation

I submit.

I too had a youth
Even I set out for the heroic conquest
Only to find my self half dead
In the laps of my grand mother
She fed me with drops of wisdom
Helped me shed my ignorance
Weaknesses I misperceived for strength

mashoodkk