Remembering Our Old Alleys Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

Everything has gone away Even our great memories of Our pretty past together... Our pretty alleys are no more Like they used to be one day... Our pretty neighbors have scattered Here and there... Our whole pretty meetings have evaporated For ever and ever... Our whole life has changed dramatically Towards all that is sad and gloomy... Our whole alleys tell of our long absence And they tell of unusual vacancy.... Nothing remains as is Simply because all days carry a lot of Sudden surprises to all of us... Our whole alleys are keeping waiting for Us to come to them anytime... ______________________________________________________________________