One's Pretty Setting Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

We are all human beings Before anything else... Our pretty dignity matters Simply because we can not live Very well without it... We can be here or there Just to be or not to be... If a certain place does not respect us, then We will look for another one Just to be only... We often feel that we are In great oblivion in a place Where we were born in it... We greatly feel honored in A place where we were not born in it... It is just where we find Our respect anywhere and everywhere... We love to be in that place Where we were born in it, but We find ourselves wholly oppressed or Badly treated from those whom they are supposed To take care of us or To protect us fully, but All in vain, so We travel into those unknown destinations Looking for a better life For us and for our loved ones... We always yearn to come back To our birthplace simply because Our hearts pulse up When we remember it... I don't feel differently between That place in which I was born in it and That place I moved to it earlier... Our dignity tops anything else Simply because we can not be without it at all... We are all human beings whose patience Might turn into impatience when we're treated badly By those who are supposed to take care of us well... We only love to be or to be not Anytime, anywhere, and everywhere... ______________________________________________________________________