Words...To...A Young...Woman Poem by Atef Ayadi

Words...To...A Young...Woman



two words.....

((one of them is dry seed and nuts....good for the immune system...! !))
first,
i can handle security...
insecurities.....


second....
i am a scanner....
it is better to keep away...all your toys....and toy guns....
your Barbie's...language....your Barbie's-babies-holly-wholeness....


it is very simple...you fire...i fire...no pity...
you come with peace! ! i use peace against you....cause i did not tell you yet when wars ends....

you are or play funny...busy dizzy sassy...chassy...engine...for hot-flammable materials....or play funny and do the weirdest of all your weird wild things...
Yess! ! ....i worship you there...where you are and be...
well..until i find you....then the fire will began....

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