SHAME

By Askiah Adam

I have no shame
I have no blame
When all I have is given
And choice is not an option
Why should I be ashamed?

As a Muslim I must submit
And fate I must admit
So what blame, what shame?
Its all the same
I am but God's strategic fit!

I have free will?
Says who? you? he? maybe she?
Pray tell how I fit that bill
When to be or not be
Is not up to me to fulfill

Want is always a blast
When lucky, it just is met
Need though is a must
But yet, sometimes its hard to get!
So what is that?

You think I have not tried
To become Bill Gates
To be rich and great.
The last time I did, I got truly fried
That's how it was and so I hate!

So don't preach to me of future fame
Of power, glory and enormous gains
When it was never ordained
That I shall be anything but plain
Ordinary, stupid and always the same.

For, if I were to not believe in fate
That destiny is indeed for me to make
My life has shown
To make this world my own...
I must stab every back
I must step every head
No restraint and no respect
Everything goes, nothing's bad
And that no, no, not to be nice
For that is nothing but a vice.

And so what is shame?
When rich we take and take and take
The poor we blame, we call them lame
So shame is when justice we forsake
For wealth, for glory and a name to make.
That is shame!

So shame on them
For whom ethics is but a pain
Morality is just pure sham
A society where the law's a bane.
So, who's to blame for this shame?

Is it God or is it man?
Is it me or is it them?
Or is it nothing more than
wham, bam, thank you mam!