Fasting The Pretty Month Of Ramadan In A Tent Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

My house is an ugly tent Located beside a hard rock Near a water spring on An uneven piece of land And I am a proud neighbor of All kinds of snakes, Scorpions, and the ugly And painful mosquitoes, I started fasting this Month of Ramadan inside An ugly tent with no good Supplies of food and water Because I am penniless and I lack all kinds of good life, I live with my whole family In an ugly and gloomy tent Waiting for tomorrow to come, Fasting is difficult because Inside this tent is very hot, Very humid, and very bad, We greatly suffer the pains of Being in a bad tent all the time Especially while we're fasting In the pretty month of Ramadan, and We're dying alive because everything Is bad and lifeless around us. We need the whole world to save our Souls (SOS) because we love life And we love everyone on earth.