Same Old Song Poem by Mohammed Hassan (Piracy In The Mediterranean)

every one has this part of time,
when the clouds darken the trace.
among the world cruel events
and in realizing the funeral charming sounds of screaming,
how could a man think about his self happiness?
sacrifices and giving up might solve it,
but how to destroy the sources?
we just stand in the middle of the path
catching just air trying to get through it
and unmasking the reason

the early life is always the same
to every one born with that pain
after every night I spent so lame

I screw up the lives of who love me
nothing happens to me i'm alive
and I know no one suffers like me

i'm sick of this life but god told us to hold on
my life on the edge of a knife, one mistake, it will cut me
and i'm standing the pain till it goes away

that's the brightest time in my life
I know what's screwing up my mind
it's the emptiness I feel

I fight every fight with fear
fearing to hear them say oh dear
because nothing left to me to feel

flying in heavens
dying in your lie
desiring to die now
catching the butterfly

identifying a virginal noun
committing a suicide
we are slaves for one
no more of your lies

it's not your right
breaking my privacy
saving your child
and keep my dignity

i'm still here, can't you sense me any more?
in your dreams, can you dream of me once more?

watch over your back
evil in every where
fight for yourself
tomorrow is brighter

defend your home
it's where you belong
lay on the cold stone
like the same old song

don't do like me
fighting every fight with fear
fearing to hear them say oh dear
till nothing remains for you to feel

we are not free
we are slaves for the one
we are dying for eternity
fearing the blue of dawn