A Hero Poem by Monty AnNayef

There he stood by his shadow thinking,
Firmly determined to go ahead.
He looked behind as if he were waiting
And then immersed in sheer solitude.

He felt the world had betrayed his dream
When he was a fetus sucking his thumb.
He came into the world with a scream:
He was thought of as desperately dumb.

He felt his hands were cuffed already
Before he even tried to stretch them
To reach a toy or taste a candy,
Just because he’s from Jerusalem.

No siege or battle can weaken him,
No threats of annihilation frighten him
Because his enemy he shall dim
And in their castles them he shall rim

He won’t sell his soul to the devil,
And against his enemy he’ll strive
Until he defeats the king devil
And his civilization does thrive.
25 June 2010