false smogs Poem, by jamal sahraoui, at My poetic side

when to yourself lie,

you build a room under water,

for all your life in it you'll die,

then you'll find no brother,no daughter.

look at the mirror and speak,

watch then go out from your ark,

look at your heart and sneak,

catch the white,then you'll see no dark.

everyday everything change,

but in reality nothing change,

for the sun that meet us and gone,

it stays and will stay for everyone.

like the smogs which cover the sun,

our desires cover us from the truth,

break restrictions,take your gun,

then wear your shield and try the uncouth.

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