SARA KABIR

Three wishes, only three wishes demand.

Take it or leave it,

No refunds command.

You’ll ask what all the rest do,

Beauty, and fame,

and riches galore.

A trip to the moon,

Or maybe a fountain of fortune.

Offers and gesture,

and maybe dreams too?

Speak to your soul;

No! that’s too soon.

Who am I talking to?

What did I hope to do?

A beacon of hope,

A tool for destruction,

A chalice of madness,

A symbol for more.

Day in and day out,

All I do,

is grant wishes for these fools.

They never ask,

for world peace or freedom,

An end to this injustice,

A way out of this pandemonium.

It’s never the things that matter.

It’s never the things that should.

So, three wishes and three wishes only.

What will I grant today?

Another meaningless rant.

Three wishes and three wishes only.

Take it or leave it,

so I can one day be free.