Comments about Eman Awad
A poet, but my words never got through to any mind.
A singer, but my songs are out of time.
A fighter, but with no sword.
A human, but pain is my lord.
I'm usuall, i cry, i run,
and i count cluster stars.
Still haven't i found my one,
to rest peacefully within his arms.
Still haven't i recognize my face,