WITHOUT REPOSE بلا راحة Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

This life is pretty, but It's hard at the same time, We were born in this life to suffer On a daily basis simply because We have a lot of hard time dealing with Ourselves and with others anytime, We're in big ordeals simply because We can not satisfy anyone and Even we can not satisfy ourselves, We don't have any pretty reposes anytime Simply because this life which we live Pressure us to go beyond even what is familiar, We all suffer on all levels, Poor or rich, Good or bad, Up or down, and That's is our reality, so To repose means to pass away only and That is not a good choice anytime.