The hunter's trap - By POET Yaser Nadeem Sari - شرك الصياد Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

That bird, The wings' flapper, Waddles fondly among The morning's lights Unaware of the hunter's trap at Roundabout Near a fountain in our unprotected land, so I got mixed with the universe to live in Harmony Oblivious from the days' sedition in the Land of peace of The loss of hope mixed with the ugly greed That contains us to take the greatest Opportunity with the sword's edges, but I am still maintaining hearing that warbler That chants and I saw the scared rabbit, Near the rocks, crossing, then I realized that the universe calls me To go ahead carrying a scythe within my Reach and I made haste earnestly Where a drunk hunter appeared to me by the Time's corruption and He saw me angrily red-eyed seeing the Scythe Up with determination and resolution, then He disappeared running away from me, so I made haste singing. ________________________________________________ __This poem is by poet YASER NADEEM SARI and is called ' THE HUNTER'S TRAP '.I translated it into English, so many can read it. _________________________________________________