The Rock Of Suicide Stands Alone Again Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

It was all alone, but They used to come near it or They used to pay a visit to it... They all left except Those who can not... They used to come closer to it To see that pretty sea in front of it... They all loved it, but No one over there... They all left for the unknown kingdoms of That vague world looking for new safer havens For themselves and for their families... That Rock Of Suicide sits alone and All by itself waiting for those who left earlier To come back, but all in vain... The pretty rock will stand waiting for generations For new-comers to come again...