Wonder Poem by hakima khellaf

could life be worse than a friend stab you behind.......?
no, it couldn't.
and could you bear that exasperation of been blamed?
could you.......?
then, how much could life be worse than career full of penalties....?
could you find trusty friends or allies help you to defeat your enemies and rebels?
how could you deal withthe feeling of being betrayed?
how much could life be worse than a clumsy toad lad dishonnor you? for me, life will never be worse than people you trusted them and they beguil you.
so that the fault is not in the life we live but in the persons who we met;
the persons who we met with their honesty or their doublecrossing, who send us arrows of knowledge to revalue our life more than we ever did before.
how much we live and how much we sop in life it stays a riddle to solve, contains alot of steep peaks to descent and the most there are always gleams of hope to follow.

the life is bless and the plots from sick people never quench my enthusiasm or prevent me from my intent