Huda - A Storm That Left, But Is Still In Our Minds Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

They chose Huda to be a storm's name For a few days... It did - Huda - what it did To us... It brought with its pretty name The unexpected... Frozen bodies of little kids who Were its victims, headaches, snowy storms, flash floods, Huge accidents, .........., ..., etc. Huda came to be double-edged With is happenings... A pretty name disguised in In a horrible storm That swept everyone and everything Including our emotions and our feelings... That Huda left for the unknown And we were left for the unknown... What bothered me mostly was that sight Of those poor and frozen bodies of little innocent kids... Huda will remain in our minds As an ugly reminder of what happened To those little kids Whose pretty souls ascended to heaven Simply because there is no place for them Anymore on our planet... That ugly storm left, but Life is still going on For ever and ever... Storms come in-between to bother us, but We keep an eye on them... Next time we will a new name To the future's storms... ______________________________________________________________________