Zone Two: Few Things Poem by Atef Ayadi

Zone Two: Few Things



few things itch me
about humanity,


whether

i cross certain bushes,

i mean bushes
literallement and
literally
for both
NAITIVE BORN FRENCH
NAITIVE WHITE CAUCASION AMERICAN
SOME MINORITIES


qui parle la langue

or their own..

freindship,

is sox, see ex girl friend, ex boy friend,
someone in the sky, someone now

waah, waaaah, aaaiiiii
type of song...

you have just to swing your ear
and adjust your head...



the second thing
about humanity

that itches me

is:
should i be
easy and funny?

have fun first
then ease?

it is a give and take song!


and
the cases
''I''
undertook,

witnessed with a deep
good refreshed breath,

and connected with, through
all the magical secret channels,

said they have
their own danse
to every song...


so what itches here,

simply
i never learned
to sing and to dance...



the last thing that itches me
from humanity side

pushups,
democrassy,
, class, and status
everywhere
in planet

earth.....


i learned in schools

-what ever
or
where ever it is! -

trust,
kindness,

good heart,

and something ak ak ak ward, for ward

fu ak ak ak ak! ! ING
bizard word.


very generic,
pathetic
eileen type of
word...


something
like 'Do GOOD! '

or

Help 'others'


or

' do good thing, and you will be rewarded after life'


did you see
how much SH EI It I took

when i was a kid...



big metaphors,
big words,
big concepts,
big rewards, and
big sacrifices,


for a kid

it is a magical world..



with the only rule,
the only law,

is:

Make things beautiful......

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