Abu Aeesh

Pinky Promise

A Child's beautiful world

Filled with an extravagant smile - one that touches the eyes

And an endless downpour of his most exciting memories

Some, under a laurel tree where he plays, being acquainted with every inch

And across is where he races the prairie wind with the other kids


A Child's world is lovely

One that shouldn't suffer from flying drones sent from the thorny hands of dystopia

Accompanied by nostalgic pains and an abrupt end of euphoria

Nor should it suffer from the poisonous Streets and TV 

Which makes everything characteristically unconducive 


Oh dear Kid!

Be patient with life's persistent pinch

Understand the value of harshness - make a bridge

You are the "tomorrow leader"

And since now trumps later

Indulge your curiosity, chase the firefly

And enjoy the zephyr

He then came close to my ears, "You too" he whispered


Abu A'ish Mk Albani 

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