Those Poor Refugees - Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

Those or and fleeing refugees Think that lost paradise is over there... That lost paradise lies over there Where they think anytime... The have sold out everything and They are looking for the impossible... Their lost paradise lies only In their poor minds Simply because nothing is free, so They will have very high prices... Somebody has told them that their lost and Their promised is over there Where they will reach it easily, but Instead there will be higher prices... It's not easy to convince them To take it easy Simply because they are in a hurry To reach their promised goal At any price or at any cost As long as they don't have anything else to lose... Life is not easy anytime, but No one can convince those poor refugees To take it easy... Destinations are so far, but There are a lot of stranded souls Ready for it any cost... _________________________________________________ _____________________

Topic(s) of this poem: lifestyle

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 11, 2015

Poem Edited: Saturday, September 12, 2015

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