Tree of Life
Take me away from them
Ain't I one of them?
And how can roots be taken out of soil
Not fearing death
But fearing those empty spaces left behind
what prevents a tree from reaching the sky limits
if it wasn't for those roots indulged in the ground
Many trees can provide fruits
but tell me which can leave a memory in you
A soul of a memory stronger than all life pleasures
Wasn't trees created for that in the first place
but I'm a sterile.. I cant do what they're good at
I make love with a breeze of air everyday
A crime that life punishes for
I wonder if I end up as ashes in a winter night full of silly talks
and with that ends all my memories in the Death's World
Ain't I one of them ?!
Boushra Hassanieh