Perhaps [Poem] by Issa Dioume

Perhaps I am whatever they say
Perhaps rain only falls one way
Perhaps love cannot be felt by a clam
Perhaps here and forever I will stay

Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps.

And perhaps I DO have no purpose
Only a flower waiting to wither
A slave to time’s merciless curse
And, perhaps IT WILL never get better.

Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps.

But perhaps I don’t care for perhapses.
Perhaps I am free to be crazy.
Freedom of idiosyncrasy.
Is it so hard to understand me?
A weed must be allowed to grow in liberty
Lie to yourself and wish for my conformity.

Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps, stay in your perhaps and let me be me.

16 thoughts on “Perhaps [Poem] by Issa Dioume

  1. This is my personal preference – but I really like the assertiveness of IT WILL. It makes a great contrast to the abstract ‘perhaps’, and I like where it stressed the sentence, although that’s only my own personal view. Love the poem!

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