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       16

       To That Falling Man

      In the backyard of our alley that leads to death, "

      "Some meters below the mall,

      "Our society's in a mess

      "It's not autumn but p eople fall.

      "Depressed by deeds,

      "Let down they say

      "Smoking weeds,

      "Doesn't turn the night to day.

      "It doesn't help you to escape

      "or helps you to forget!

      "But your soul it does rape,

      "your face it makes wet.

      "You cry

      "you're unconditionally gone

      "your body burns, soul does fly

      "Embrace the sky, embrace the sun.

      "But then crashes on the earth,

      "you were too close to sun and fall

      "You crashed in our backyard mess,

      "Near that mall.

      17

       To A Bygone Child

      At a winter night under the shadow's light,

      With a glow worm around his sight,

      A word he said and saw the world,

      Though it was cold he thanked his lord.

      East winds that never did cease,

      The autumns they always would please,

      Touched his hair,

      Shook his body and fur.

      So much to know but little to care,

      Lines of truth and reality we blur,

      From the very moment of his life,

      Against the world he holds a knife.

      I've taught him how to love

      The world, birds a dove

      And gave him what I had

      Poor little boys still so mad.

      The logic behind this world,

      About making things so bold,

      Like the religion you follow,

      Or the city you live in, Baghdad or Tokyo?

      The logic behind our world,

      The colors which are so cold,

      White, yellow or black

      Doesn't mean to attack.

      Mankind so proud but lean,

      Towards each other so mean

      We behave

      Expecting our God to save

      Us but from who?

      Yet we have no clue

      That why we demean this way?

      Expecting God to descend one day.

      You all know these words,

      Still we sharpen our swords,

      I told my child to see the light

      For the equality he wanted to fight.

      Now that he's gone,

      My light of life, my son,

      Still never i can say,

      How I miss him in every may,

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