Poverty Of Mind Poem by Issam Aladdin

Poverty Of Mind



Unknown labyrinth
our feelings down
we bomb our capacities
once we are found

seek the root of all
and you will win
keep living and
you will die

i don't find the city
i was born in,
i fear it has been taken
by the one hiding his face

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