Who We Are…? ? ? Poem by Ali Ahmed

Feared I am for who we are?
What we do and what’s our glory?
Think for a while
Then lost the whole story
Derailed from the tracks
Searching often for the cracks
Is this what we are here for?
Selling ourselves at everyone’s door
Listen to no ones advice
Using perfectly our very wrong rights
Snatching smiles from poor & hungry’s
To fulfill our desires without no worries
Stick in our backs, so become proud
For high necks in a no ones crowd
What we are doing with ourselves?
Burning our lives before going to hells
At least we should think of who we are
Before we can lost ourselves so far
Because the end of us is real spiteful
Begging today can heal our sinful