The moon of my life:
The moon of my life is ill in the first sky cannot give light.
It is being killed in the second century at night.
The sad young moon lives sadly alone by the separation port..
The sun of my love is lazy, black and refuses shine.
She is in the passion jail and drinks ancient wine.
The saddest sun sings to herself I so fine.
The stars of my world escaped many years ago.
But they show Trump and Putin I am the earth hero.
The kings, leaders , countries and treasures beside me are small zero.
The Rivers of my heart have no water since Queen Elizabeth the first.
The rain refuses to fall to water my gardens and golden continent.
The clouds tell the United Nations we hate life and we have no part.
The flowers of my inner world refuse to bloom.
The red roses of Africa , Asia and Europe alone came.
You have no place in our soil and live in death or suicide room
Written by Abdellatif Ahmed Fouad.
November 23 ,2018
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