Corona And The Loaf Of Bread Here And There. Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

Generally speaking
People are normally divided into
Two slices
When there are cruel crises
Here and there,
There are winners and
Even losers
Here and there,
There are those who steal
The poor people's loaf of bread and
Those who keep crying
For it,
Crises show people clearly
Anywhere and everywhere,
A loaf of bread is a red line
Which can not be crossed at all,
Days of cruelty and
Days of cruel crises draw
A certain painful map of roadof
That life around us,
Corona has done its job
To separate all of us
Only for what is bad,
Bad people take over
All that they can benefit from
Here and there,
All poor people keep looking for
What is needed urgently,
Life is absolutely
Under the mercy of cruel days
Including bad people,
Never break a poor man's heart
For the sake of loaf of bread
Because God watches all of us
Anywhere and everywhere.