Our World - Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI
Our mother earth is a place For all of us, Poor or rich, Good or bad, Educated or uneducated, and The rest of of all people Simply because this is the only place ever That creatures can stay alive on it... There are a lot of pains and A lot of sufferings in our world That are permanent and endless... Abject poverty prevails with Some exceptions Here and there... We think we are in a heaven, but In fact we are in a hell Due to many reasons... We only suffer from everything In this huge world and On a daily basis... This world saddens us by what it contains In sufferings and in pains... Our whole existence is greatly Consisting of sufferings and pains... Those sufferings and those pains are Our daily doses that accompany us continuously... Our whole life is a great ordeal that Starts and never ends... We want to be, but We find ourselves in the to be not Simply because that's the way with it... We can not get out of What we are in Simply because that's the way with our life... We greatly share all of our world's cares Simply because that's the way with our world... _________________________________________________ _____________________
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