Inside My Mind Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

I WATCH TV FROM BEHIND MY EYEGLASSES. I DON'T LISTEN TO THE RADIO STATION. I DON'T WORK. I DON'T WORK. A LOT OF THINGS WAITING FOR ME TO DO. A LOT OF CARE IS AHEAD OF ME. I OPEN THE POETRY BOOK LOOKING FOR A POEM OF A POET HIS CARE LIKE THAT OF MINE. I LOOK AND STARE AT POEM'S LETTERS MAY BE I FIND WHAT I AM LOOKING FOR. SINCE I WAS BORN I HOLD MY BOOK AND START READING BUT NO WRITING. I WAIT FOR A PASSER BY PASSING STEALTHILY I MIGHT FIND AN ANSWER IN HIS FACE. I GO AWAY IN MY DREAMS NOT WAITING ANYONE OTHER THAN A CLOUD PASSING OVER MY HEAD IT LOOKS LIKE A WIND CARPET THAT MIGHT CARRY ME AGAIN INTO THE FOUNTAIN OF CARE. ALL THAT HAPPENS INSIDE MY MIND. I AM CAREFREE AND I AM NOT CAREFREE.