Fatima Nusairat Poet Free verse

At the End of Walkway

It's a pity  not to pay attention
Of this darkness:
Here, "Jasmine" drink the tears;
Did you smell sobbing perfume ..?!
,
Here continues to grow thorns
And there are barefooted on the road ..;
Did you loose your plow ..?!
,
At the end of walkway ..
Fates in wait
And there is a lot of  oblations prepared ..;
Did you prepare your oblation ..?!
,
At your feet your bad luck
Will fall 
The blast, which raises is a half-truth
So did you hear the sound of your heart ..?!
,
In the groan of children ..
Something that sends terror
There is Tombstones on this rubble;
Did you hear the dirt weep!
,
Glimmer of lights that flash at night ..
Point to "Carnival" .. fires;
Did you remember when the war begin ..?!
;
It's a pity  not to pay attention,
It's pity not to see all  these details!!

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