My Legs Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

My legs get immediate orders From my mind to walk to their final destination, My green eyes get orders too to see what's going on around, My ears hear all orders silently, My hands execute their orders calmly, My pretty nose keeps silent, My whole pretty senses work together Just to help me right, Suppose if they don't work well, then What will happen to me anytime? They work freely for me and I don't pay even one penny for their help, They're my automatic and free tools anytime, They all work together at the same time... Just they get silent orders from within, but I am sure that the Al-Mighty God is behind their pretty work, so Thanks be to God and Great praise be to Him anytime. ______________________________________________________________________