#litracy

He still keeps the roses

She gave in his favourite book...

Even when the essence of

"No."

"Committed?"

"No."

"Then?"

"I'm in a spot where I'm out of

relationship but still in love

never even began." His friend consoled.

"That's the problem how am

I supposed to end something

not enemy,

We are just some strangers

So long I've been waiting

were named

after places,

I'd call you

I don't want learn more!! 

I don't want to attend more classes of Food insecurity And comparing the numbers of people dying daily out of hunger To those who throw their food for its displeasure I don't want to see more statistics of homeless people Eating from the residuals and left overs of the aristocrats’ food! 

I don't want to know more about the Violence against women. Not about Female babies that are still buried alive Nor Female Teenagers who still getting circumcised Neither women who sell their body to mute the sound of hunger searing in their children’ throats. Their screams’  echo continue to resonate in my ears as every time their stories are repeated !! 

I don't want to hear more stories about people waiting for Rain To wash their clothes in the flowing streams in the streets About people who have no access to safe drinkable water And a human method of sanitation!

I don't want see the SUPER crazy competitive employment opportunities And the high skills required for a chance to compete for a better life... The disappointment in the dreamers eyes Is just enough to dim the light of this world forever For no matter how much they struggle to reach They still fail to meet the millennium standards for a good job!  

I don’t want to learn about the unequal distribution of wealth Amoung one nation, and between different ones! .. I can see the look in the poor’s eyes For living in such an unfair suppressing world!

I don't want to know how many animals die daily because of Humans sharing with them the planet ... Us, Stupid humans! .. I can see them fighting their death, taking their last breath in a remote, isolated spot, alone .. with no one knowing about their sufferings ! 

I don’t want to know more news about wars ... About hatred... About ash morning skies full of bombing smoke  About humans killing their brothers of the same family. About a whole new generation witnessing the blood shed With a life that used to be virgin in their hearts About the ghost of death surrounding the beloved ones I don’t want to hear that people are still banned on the borders And about others escaping the death by chemical weapons To the death in the hugs of the nature, in the hugs of the Mediterranean With a faith that it may take them to a more fortunate piece of land