By: Ahmed Al Shiekh
Aba Ghaid, take your time, then wait a moment…
For one fears that if they speak their mind,
The peace we have found will crumble…
And the family will become a source of pain for the hopeful
Where are the promises? And what did you promise…
Have they not vanished like a passing whim?
And how great is the pain within the heart…
If the youth weeps, he will not speak
And we hid our longing, though it did not vanish…
But my chest is too tight to cry out
So if you show no mercy to a grieving heart…
Leave it to time; it is the companion
