The Happy Land Poem by Alaa Agamy

Sometimes we feel that the world is so tight
Nowhere to go……. no place to run or hide

No enough air to breathe and not too little to die
Nothing to be done except Sitting to cry

Is there a solution? Or a place to escape
Or why should I! While there could be a map

To the happy land where no more of this worldly rules
Others........ like mercy is the sponsor to all of us

To all the judgment on our deeds and actions
Where Sins are faced by forgiveness

And happiness is offered for free
To all of us no sorrow, tiff or envy

So I pray from all of my heart to be accepted on this land
After all what I have committed and even if I was very bad