My Tent Is The Symbol Of My Inevitable End Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

I did not come by my will, but
My tired feet brought me into my kingdom,
I did not come by my desire, but
My tired thoughts brought me into my tent,
I did not come by my will, but
My difficult circumstances brought me inside my new house, I did not come by my will, but
My tired days brought me into my ready-made grave, I did not come by my will, but
My bad luck brought me into my ruins,
I did not come by my will, but
My bad time brought me into my new destination, and I did not come by my will, but
My wrong calculations brought me into my inevitable end.