A Chapter by Abdul Batin Osman Bey

about my uncle and his weird obsession with self destruction


You came to me with an olive branch

Wrapped in purity and hope

Little did I know they were only smoke

A bitter shadow pill you forced down my throat


Betrayed- I feel betrayed

By your vacant eyes

Betrayed_ I feel betrayed

I don’t need your emerald dream


You tried to make me feel passion for lost air

Chasing after a mythology that was never there

Too awake to be pulled under

I aborted your agenda for harmonious reality


Betrayed- I feel betrayed

By your vacant eyes

Betrayed- I feel betrayed

I don’t need your emerald dream  

© 2013 Abdul Batin Osman Bey

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Abdul Batin Osman Bey

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I love how i can interpret your poem in many different ways, at first i thought it was rape and it fit perfectly!

Posted 6 Years Ago

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Abdul Batin Osman Bey

6 Years Ago

thank u brother

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Added on July 15, 2013
Last Updated on July 15, 2013
Tags: Punk, lyrics, Taqwacore, anger, betrayed, emerald, vacant, harmonious, dream


Abdul Batin Osman Bey
Abdul Batin Osman Bey

Cambridge, MA

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