Excerpt 54

we seek after what we want,
And Allah gives whom he wants,
When and how his grace wants..

Two goals entered the system this year..
The second hasn’t been accomplished before the first..
Is it bad planning?
Or the jostle of minutes and seconds in the available time in my hands?
Or is it inner obstacles and challenges, before outer?

I heard from whom around me,
And most of them prattle
With no previously arranged goals when

they speak with people..
They said: that life isn’t worth the struggle!
I realized that they’re the discouraging kind
And the curbing on others ambitions and development..
So, I felt a gray choking cloud
That carried contagious negative sparks
And depressing, cold and naïve words
That sometimes restrict the mind…
The faces are melted and absent,
The eyelids are swollen and colored,
Beards are not shaved nor styled
As if it gave up to time..

I admit it,
I almost dropped down and fall,
Give up..surrender like them.
I almost drowned and got lost
In the flow of emptiness,
Sit on the resting seat,
And enjoy the Barber’s chat!

But not today, not now..
Still, my time hasn’t come
My vim for my message is awake..
The focus on my vision is still continuous..

My mind is my green garden,
My heart is my fruit,
My spirit is the secret of my refreshness,
I’m still awake
Beating a dream
Writing a letter
Throwing a show
Listening to a melody
Telling stories
Spreading values
Announcing a name..

I won’t give up on my right
I won’t give up on my dream
To know who am I..

This is Me

Written by: Abdulaziz Dalloul

On Friday, 31 JULY 2009