Path Of Penance Poem by Bahaa Essed

I walk the land of shadows with hands covering my eyes
I listen to the voices, no truth among their lies
Stay true to my heart, mind and soul
I won't be pushed back by others, cuz i am in control
Still many lost hearts and souls along my journey and all the way
I won't stay down and get back, not now not today
All the miles i walk, all the words i talk, are nothing compared to what is my wild ambition to hang on and stay
So many loved ones yet so little time
So many dreams of riches, yet standing on rags with a pocket of no single dime
Making a progress yet my life still empty as my pure white hand
Still living my own nightmares in a once called (hell hole) land
Still agony and despair, the longer i stay the less i care
The more i faced my fears the hotter goes the flaming black sand
I got shot, stabbed, crushed, killed or even died so many times on everyday basis
Dissapearing out of myself into the unknown without any clues, with no damn traces
After all this battle from within,
After remembering my every sin,
Of all the places i've ever been
I'm now back on the rightous path of true penance to god
Who shows me every single road with every single odd
No longer will i stray from life, no longer i will have my neck under the knife
I shall never fear death, for i've seen it with my own eyes every second of every moment ahead
I now witness a new miracle of the almighty, a new life is ressurected within me... And YES i'm not really dead
For i am no longer a sinner
And thank god... I emmerged in a supreme victory... As a winner

It's all what i said.