On Tippy Toes, I Go

• Charbel El Khaissi, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2008

Sliding through the tough, cold bars
I escape from the westerners with glee.
Entrusting my path to the vivid stars
I chant a song for me:
"On tippy toes, on tippy toes
I go silently,
To avoid another callous capture
And live peacefully

The melodic voices of my ancestors call
I'll abide by them until i see,
My ancient, sable and native family,
But 'till then i chant a song for me:
"On tippy toes, on tippy toes
I go silently,
While being aware of the ghostly people
Who trespassed unwelcomingly