I wrote this poem in April as part of the National Poetry Writing Month. The prompt was that every line of your poem has to be a question.


Does the liver ask the body before it engages in metabolism?
Does the heart ask the chest before it contracts painfully?
Does the malignancy ask for forgiveness before it proliferates?
Does a uterus ask a mother before it becomes a thunderstorm inside her?
Our graveyards are overflowing and our streets are empty; does anyone notice the difference?
Does the moon ask the earth before it rotates around her and makes day happen somewhere on this planet?
Is a blackhole only just a blackhole, and not a place of escape?
Is a mother only a mother, if not a place of refuge?
Is this Earth only an earth, and not a place to die?

Poetry by Nabeela Altaf
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Written on 2017-12-14 at 21:37

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These are all good questions, together they make a good poem. I'm glad you posted it here.