Scars Of Fate Poem by Hanna Abideen

Noises I swallow are of constant nightmares
In front of my unsettlingly deep eyes.
Abbu carries a heart full of sufferings
Standing behind the locked door shouted at me
: 'Adam wrap up you inside the blanket! '

Through the broken windows I can hear
Sounds of bullets striking walls with a crack.
Shattered hopes and dark tales of Palestine
Neither let me smile nor let me weep
No question! Israeli militants are searching us!

I look like a homeless dead body collapsed
Into a distant dawn with frozen fingers
Does it sense only fear of mere death?
Fixing broken pieces of shattered memories
I stare at the coins left in the open shelf.

Could ravenous burn us alive?
Walking into a shore of despair aimlessly
Paralyzed waves of the dead sea
Neither curse us nor beg stones for us!
Scent of death knocking our doors as well..

The song abbu sings penetrate to my heart,
A medicine to survive another night
: 'Before the burning orange sun rises and
Fell its golden tinge on us lying on floor
Will wizard's weapons off to hell? '