Scattered Thoughts Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

A night has dark wings... A day has those pretty sun's rays... The Rock Of Suicide overlooks That blue sea... The haunted Palace Of Saa'da got removed And there is a school in its place now... The Patos Orchard got turned into a big Residential area... The dentist's daughters' house got turned Into a tower... Those alleys of my pretty childhood Are invisible now... All streets and roads gained new names and New shapes... Some of my childhood's friends have passed away and Some are still alive.... Seasons are different from what I used to see... I used to a naughty boy, but I am a different soul now... Everything gets changing rapidly Simply that's the way with life... I have traveled into many countries, but I am still looking for something new... Life has taught me many things, but I am still a pupil... I never give up, but Strong winds try to subdue me... I look for the best, but I am still in my first stages... Tomorrow the pretty sun will rise again For a new start for me... Regardless of everything, but I am still alive... ______________________________________________________________________