Mia mia Tripoli

Mia mia, Tripoli
Wake up and endure the pain
Prove yourself to the world
Kindle the torch alight again:
You the beacon of civilization
The crossroads of humanity
Mia fil mia for freedom
Via, va via, vanity!
Wake up, answer the calls of the dead
Break the yokes of abuse
Show the people how much you cared;
Mia mia Ṭarābulus
Viva democracia
Viva your true citizens
Mia fil mia, Libya!

Tomorrow

Every single today, we look forward to a thing,

We anticipate, and wait for what tomorrow will bring;

We plan ahead and beyond, as long as we are alive,

But have we ever witnessed when tomorrow did arrive?

Does tomorrow ever come, or is there some sort of confusion

Between a linear translation of today and a futuristic day in illusion?

The Astronomer at Night [II]

The sky is bored, it's no more blue

The clouds show off, no see-through

The trees are dead, still at best

The horizon is near, right on my chest

The moon is shy, the stars hide

The oceans sulk, low in tide

The city is dull all the while

Nothing appears in style

Nor one is up for a smile.

The Astronomer at Night [I]

Betwixt me and the stars up high,
What else is there in the blue sky?
Wonders the astronomer at night;
Oh here up comes the Moon!
And a comet flyby just comes to light,
And zoom in the planets so soon!
What else out there, he enquires in hindsight,
Gazing at the constellations in delight;
Far and wide, he searches all around
And it's more other stars that abound.

Types of People

I don't really know why I care,
But I feel like  writing a piece-
And I know it's only fair-
About the type of people that exist,
In the entire human as a species:
Most are liars and some are rude,
Some are secretive and never understood;
Few are diligent and others lazy,
Most are  'normal' and  some 'crazy' ;
Some are psychic and most are selfish,
Who never exhaust themselves of talking rubbish;
Most die for respect and dignity,
Of which all are arrogant and empty,
But they think otherwise: Oh what a pity!
Most are gossipers, others shy,
But never know if you ask them why;
Most are stupid but they never bow,
To admit that that stupid they are I know;
Some never care but others insist,
To wonder about the type of people that exist!

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[If you are curious as to where you belong,
You do the math and you won't be wrong.]