Atef Ayadi Poems

I do not
live for my ancestry,

My ancestry lived
...

hell ya! ! !
yeah!
and yaa!
...

yes i got..sha...i agree with you on one thing...

nothig is free....in this world....
...

A bullet
is perfected to kill someone.

A greedy profit
...

That girl?


Hurt me four times.
...

here
I am,
open chest,
open arm, and
...

i want solitude

like any warrior
who is not ready
...

son amour

est
...

yes


i hear my
...