Farouk Nadjet
Youth turned 60 before 21
Agony lingered while happiness is gone
Routinized misery circling around my fears
An unidentified destiny crumpled through my tears
Dusty atmosphere of a hard time
Distorted minds killed life’s rhyme
Like music through the darkest point in my soul
Cords pulling the strings of love, though hope is gone
A world with shades of grey
Disordered society blocked the inspirational thoughts of my insanity
Damaging strength of gravity, coral memories limited my capacity
A souvenir of pain and forsaken dignity
Money of dirt and usurped honesty
Soul injured is who i am
Young, but became the old man
So how can i live in none existing life
How can i bear the weight of a world and say i’m alive
Farouk Nadjet
Tripoli , Libya
