A Road Map - Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI
I do not have a pretty GPS To find a way out of ugly tent, so I am going to find a road map to Find my way towards the unknown or I am going to Dig my tomb somewhere on earth, As long as no one wants to help me Find my way, so I am going to take any way in The unknown without thinking about any return to my ugly tent! I am dying a million of times everyday in my tent And no one cares about me even the UN, so I have the right to go any Direction even to hell or anywhere, anytime, or everywhere.
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