Our Life Is Empty, But We Should Never Give Up *** Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

Emptiness is a disease
Among us anytime,
Anywhere, and everywhere...
The whole life
Which we are amid is, but
Absurd, ugly, and useless...
We are only this life's
Poor victims anytime...
We only suffer from
Everyone and even from
Everything around us
For many and many reasons...
Tyranny dwells inside all
Of us for many and many reasons...
All things are felt empty
By us including our words
And even our whole actions...
We only look for empty mirages
Here and there...
Our whole houses are made of
Glass and we keep throwing stones
At others anytime...
We are in big loss that
That makes us missing
Amid our pains and our sufferings...
All life is felt empty
By us, so
We are almost half-dead and
Even half-alive...
We are almost dead amid
Our dead words...
Our ups are always confronted by
Our downs anytime...
Our wrong ways which we choose
Are empty and absurd...
We always run to the rear
Just to avoid any sudden confrontations
With our whole life...
We only fly, but
Without wings into
Our dreamless kingdoms
To witness our inevitable destruction...
We stare those destroyed houses
Anywhere and everywhere...
We are only
chewing gums inside
Others' big mouths...
We are dead
Among dead people
Who just walk out
Looking for the unknown worlds...
The Rock Of Suicide is still over there
Waiting for those who left earlier
Looking for their other nations
We are only individuals who are looking for
Their top which differs from other... ______________________________________________________________________