Questions For Myself Poem by Atef Ayadi
Questions For Myself
my daddy never answered my question,
or if Ii put it this way:
I was afraid of him, I was a boy until my twenty five. I could not ask.
I do not have a boy
or a daughter or
a pet to ask me.
so I kept all the questions for myself and
all the answers;
except few
are my troubles.
It takes time to get across the right question
before looking for a possible beautiful answer.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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