Hassan Ahmed
Behind the forgotten isolated walls
The souls lie on temporary cemetery
They could breathe
But, it is a breath which mixed breathless
One day, they attempted to climb it quickly
When the heartless kind less father noticed the courageous trial
He snatched them suddenly then drop them in the angry cells
Don’t think, yourself or soul belongs to you
It is a magic issue rejects the personal ownership
The mind when it thinks
It should be given a permission
The soul when it thinks
It should be given a permission
The eye when it sees
It should be given a permission
The ear when it hears
It should be given a permission
You belong to insulted system
It dedicates the daily live bullet to silence those who are tired from queues for endless years of manufactured depression