Hamza Al Saieedy (1994/7/28 / The-Qar \ iraq)
He that down..
He that down need fear no fall,
Until hunger breaks the stone wall.
So many man with a greed soul,
With pretty face, but ugly skull!
Made poverty, then owned it all.
Played us like the child doll.
The treasure of knowlege they've stole,
Ages of hiding like frightened mole!
Though life doesn't have; big or small,
Short man won, the loser tall,
Lived it free, though I had no gool.
Scored my aims, I had the ball.
Had my wine on a golden stool,
Yet, we all ends; to the same hole!
Poet's Notes about The Poem
the language of the poem is simple and easy to understand!
what you should know that I made this poem out loud so I didn't care about the meters or the rhythm and I care about the rhymes and how to match it with the lines.. so it's also not a sonnet.. so it is a poem.. that have a simple rhymes and rhythms!
Hamzeh Al Saieedy
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