It Tires Me - Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI
It tires me to see poverty prevails Among some people, but the rest live In luxurious life anytime and anywhere, It toils me to see the tired people sad Because justice is not fair anywhere, It tires me and it toils me to see sad People in the streets anywhere and I stare at their eyes to see that sadness And how it's drawn on their faces, I see and my seeing things look different Because I want to draw a picture in my Mind about people and their sadness in life, I am tired and I am sad seeing people Sad about things in life even the trivial ones, so That image I shape will be a great attempt To draw a future perspective towards helping People getting new and pretty horizons in life.
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