Like The Millions Before Me Poem by omar bizri

Can the eye wake up from the deception of the heart?
Beauty or Ugly! !
Can the mind realize the truth of the imagined?
Awful or Awesome! !
Can the feeling touch reality?
Cold or Warm! !
Does the present know the future?
Good or Bad! ! !
If we known all answers
We would never give it a try
Then what she said
Desperate not yet
Smiling she was
Like the thirsty
following void
illusion at the desert

What does all these words mean
where would they take me too
Would they increase my mind strength
Would I be more faithful
Would the girl I like
a girl of imagination would like
Who knows?
only God

I will just write like the thousands before me
Writers or poets
Scholars or politicians
It will continue with or without me
Very close or too far
I Cried or laughed
The sun will continue to rise
The clouds will rain the lands
The bird will sing
I will just pass
Like the millions before me
Like the millions after me

Who knows?
Would the wind blow?
It will to continue the cycle
My cycle has stopped
The system has cancelled
I left
Iam out of the game
A memory in the remind minds
sometimes maybe until never
that’s me
that’s human
that’s A CREATURE been created
a baby who was born once
a man who has just passed way
back into the dirt
liked it or not u will soon forget
and if u reminded I will not feel
and if u felt
what do I take
I have left the way

That’s the truth we always fool our selves
That we are permanently here
We are like any cycle
Has a beginning
Has an end