This world is made of razorblades and bile
Where every step is dangerous to tread
Bloody footprints stretch out mile after mile
Leading to the bone mansions of the dead
They chew on rotting meat and bitter wine
And breath the fetid air of charnel house
The graveyards filled with beggars is a sign
Of every corrupt moral they espouse
In darkened rooms they ...
Tuesday 4th August 2020 2:21 pm
Time To Decide Patsy
I’m sat amongst the boxes
In my nest not in a tree
The November sun is dazzling
It’s nineteen sixty three
In the land of the brave
In the land of the free
I’m learning how to kill
In the book depository
I look down the barrel
To see what I can see
A woman dressed in pink
Her hand is on his knee
I squint at his head
It’s just him ...
Tuesday 2nd April 2019 4:48 pm
Translation of my Arabic Poem (“The Choice”)
Who, in the World, chooses his birth?
Who chooses his family and children?
Who chooses his fate and country?
Who chooses the time to go to heaven?
But it is possible to choose our day
To sincerely care about family and work
This will be the first right step to our future
To achieve our goals while we're alive
Your name and countr...
Monday 25th February 2019 8:11 pm