Last Moment Poem by Mustafa Ghuneim

In my darkness I sleep,
In my oblivion I die,
For all those who loved me I cry,
just the death to me creeps;

I was shaking in fear,
No voice but his breathe I hear,
A chosen mission for him or a career,
but then I remembered some good memories;

I am in the middle of the supermarket,
When I saw a beautiful girl,
Her beautiful face, her desiring eyes,
her sweet smile and straight hair;

Me in a shining black suit, the girl in white,
there was a ceremony in the God's blessing light,
I saw her face and my blabbering heart,
All laughing and dancing all the day and the night;

Feeling her hand squeezing mine,
So nervous here, drinking lime,
so sour but feeling so sweet,
when I heard my child's first scream;

The monster -or Angel- I dunno the call,
He is nearer and nearer in the dark long hall,
His breathe is taking, And I am freaking out,
I think he enjoys my fear, a voice coming loud;

A rose in the hand, when falls to a Grave,
My son's name on it was carved,
My feeling of satisifaction i now craved,
My nerves hurts, my eye balls fall, suddenly craned;

The waves of police' sirens spreaded in the air,
I was walking there, but why I should care,
Something was stolen or someone was dead,
A bullet was fired seeking the man but my wife instead;

Feeling her hand squeezing mine,
so nervous here, drinking lime,
Raining like my tears fall,
When the silence of the machine seemed too tall;

The monster in here, I feel no more fear,
Why should I do, surrender to my fate,
I have no-one else, all gone,
I feel so cold but yet so warm;
Paradox in my feelings reached my bones,
I closed my eyes, lived with my memories,
Waiting for my destiny, when my death calls.