We Only Suffer Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

This great life is, but The source of our happiness and The source of our sadness anytime Simply because it's our playground Which we all stand on its stage To be or not to be... Most of us suffer to death from all That is in this life anytime, but A few only enjoy this temporary life... Our happiness is very short simply because Our prevailing sadness beats it anytime... We suffer from trivial things up to great and Horrific disasters in our life anytime... We are greatly replenished with a lot of Pains and with a lot of sufferings... Our doses of pains and our doses of sufferings Are permanent, endless, and without borders... ______________________________________________________________________