Comments about Alaa Elgadi
A Tale Of A Snail
A TALE OF A SNAIL
When I always glimpse the first rain drop,
I think of creeping not standing in the bus stop.
I pack all my house and go out,
It is the winter with no doubt.
I have taken a fresh shower,
And I sense my metaphysical power.
I have not carried an umbrella before,
I just wear my heavy shell and begin my tour.