Treasure Island

MOHAMMAD SKATI


Wishes


I have a lot of wishes in my life That might come true one day, First of all is to come back to my homeland And not to die drowned in the middle of a rough sea, The second wish is to talk freely About what's going on around me, The third wish is to live a good life That anyone wants to live normally, The fourth wish is to live in peace and in safety anytime, The fifth wish is to see my kids living in a better case Than me, The sixth wish not to beg anyone for anything, but I get what I deserve as any human being, The seventh wish to be treated like a human being Equal in everything with everyone else, The eighth wish is to feel myself alive and to Feel myself living a good life, The ninth wish is to ask others' forgiveness if I did anything They did not appreciate it, and I'm still having a long list of wishes That I want them to come as soon as possible, My wishes are anyone's wishes anytime, Anywhere, and everywhere, We are pretty human being like the other human beings on earth, so When will that day come soon?

Submitted: Friday, July 04, 2014
Edited: Friday, July 04, 2014

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