Everything Except One's Face Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

The pretty sun is heaven's face that Can be temporarily hidden by those Passing clouds for some time, but Not for ever and ever... We can not hide our faces When we walk alone or When we talk to others anytime... We can hide everything, but Not our faces... Our face-prints are like Our finger-prints... People can distinguish us clearly Through scanning our faces Anytime, anywhere, and everywhere... Our faces are pretty fronts that Display us clearly... When we hide our faces, then We will be like someone goes into One's hideout anytime... ____________________________________________________________________