God Conquers Poem by Mohammed Ata

With hesitation I asked myself

Who am I?

Why do I like walking in the stray way?

What if my doubt becomes rational

But my thoughts are covered by madness

So I never know just who I am.



Why do some people have become like the sea

They hide under love their hatred

Greeting with open arms,

But hatred is reared from eyes

If only I had a mirror to see

What's in people's hearts.



To get to my happiness there is deep sea

And people that separate

Between my heart and its dream



I treated them nicely too much, when I was wounded

And to rescue them, I got drowned



If the people's hearts were narrowed,

God's mercy can't be narrowed.