To Be Or To Be Not In This World Anytime

Emptiness makes us down Simply because that's the way With it anytime, anywhere, and Even everywhere For many reasons which We either know or We totally ignore... Those old streets and roads chase us Anywhere and everywhere Asking about our good and bad memories Which we enjoyed together... Fares' Swimming pool was one of those Good memories which we have enjoyed Together when our late dad used to accompany us To train us how to swim well... No one can ignore those pretty memories Which we have enjoyed together Except those who are not raised well... We have enjoyed our narrow alleys Whereas we used to sit together eating Roasted sunflower seeds and peanuts... We have enjoyed sitting opposite To that pretty Mediterranean Sea Near Rashou and Al-Asafiri restaurants... We used to stroll Together here and there Looking for a pretty place To sit beside like that Pretty Rock of Suicide... Our old memories were greatly lovely, Great, and wonderful, but We used to have that great emptiness Inside us for many and many reasons... Everything was fabulous before Something happened and Changed everything considerably... It is difficult to remember old things Without coming into that emptiness That was inside us... Lovely things go quickly Simply because that's the way With them anytime, anywhere, and everywhere... Old memories stir a lot of things Inside us just to remind us Of many things we kept them Inside us for long time... Our old streets, Our old memories, Our loved-ones who passed away, Our school days, Our childhood, Our good and bad days, Our difficult emptiness which We have suffered from, and A lot of other things are, but Normal stations in our whole life From our cradle in our graves... We can not avoid our fates Simply because that's the way With our whole life... ______________________________________________________________________