The Key Is Broke Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

He has everything he needs In life except his right key Because his key is broke, He broke his key, so he Couldn't open the door's hole, All his keys are broken because This is the way with all his keys, Either his hands are hard and harsh or He just he can't use his keys well, The keys, he is using, are either weak Or rusty anytime and anywhere, May be he can't use his keys well, so He needs to train himself how to use them, He surprises people by the quality and the Quantity of the keys he is using in life, He can get married easily and at anytime, but He can not open a pretty key with the right key, Keys are the same everywhere, but they need good Hands to handle them wonderfully and greatly, There are different keys that can open eyes, open Ears, open hearts, open words, and open all doors, It's not the key's problems, but it's the pretty users Who use these keys anytime, anywhere, and everywhere.