That Bitter Death - Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

Death is inevitable anytime Simply because that's the way with Our life... Those poor emigrants fled their fate To meet the fate itself... From fate to fate They encounter the same death that awaits them... They flee to find a better haven, but Instead they find that bitter death as Baits to all kinds of fishes, To all kinds of criminal human traffickers, and To all kinds of unexpected circumstances Anywhere and everywhere... The whole world is watching coldly and Without doing any action towards those poor emigrants... Fleeing from one fate to meet the same fate means that someone is inevitably dead even If he or she tries not to die... Death's shadow chases those poor emigrants Anywhere and everywhere... Everyday they tell us about those death tolls Of more and more of those poor emigrants like Any item of news or like any trivial thing... Our world is ultimately bad, ugly, absurd, and even cruel In dealing with all of those poor emigrants' situations... Death tolls increase day by day, but The whole world's reaction are ultimately down! Our world is greatly cruel! Our world is greatly cruel! _________________________________________________ _____________________

Topic(s) of this poem: loss

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 30, 2015

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