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The Walkway of Life

The Walkway of Life
 By: Wessam Karam 

On the walkway we build our dreams
 Dreams not associated with that of today
 Today never to exist in our scoop of plans
 Obviously we are too occupied with that of morrow

 On the walkway we build barriers
 Berlin Wall if I may narrate
 Building hate and rage for years to come
 Concluding: “all and all is just another brick in the wall”

 On that walkway history have witnessed before
 Unpleasant events, anticipating never reoccurring
 Written down on so many books, which few have read!
 Falling into the past, as we build our dreams on that walkway

 On that walkway the lovers would hold hands
 Planning together beyond realm building castles so tall
 Driven into marriage and bond to love and cherish one another
 Soon to break up on that walkway, hands never to hold one another

 On that walkway you meet some friends
 Brotherhood, pledge you praise to be molded
 A sudden blow that kills ought to derive - away with trust!
 Friendship never has the same gist, plastic amity ever to be

 On that walkway we hummed for freedom
 Echoing back so many forms of freedom
 Lost we are of which system to indicate 
Falling once more to tyranny we brought to be

 On that walkway we gazed deep into the sea
 Hoping our lives no longer exist to be
 For our dreams are our worst enemies
 Thus you nudge away the thought yet to bout o'er 

On that walkway I ask for love, love of today
 For today soon to fall out with every sunset
 Not to rise ever again, on the next sunshine!
 Plans we can make but as real as it takes

 On that walkway we can share love
 Doesn’t need time or effort or plans
 Simply to love and fight hate
 Love is religion and religion is fate 

Let’s stop fighting in the name of causes
 Which we will never live to see it arouses 
For our tender care and knowledge of how to shrub
 Is scarce, expecting bounties is hard to clasp 

On that walkway 
History can become today,
 As today may perhaps last a while, 
If we live day by day


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