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The Hardness of Life – A Poem from Sudan

Yousif Ibrahim Abubaker, a poet from the country of exquisite natural beauty, ancient historical attractions and inhabitants well versed in the art of hospitality, shares his fresh poem deicting the hard life in his country.

We all forget life’s purpose and left our morality behind dirty actions, ill- intention

Yousif Ibrahim Abubaker

Yousif-Ibrahim-Sudan-Sindh-CourierA poet and writer from Omdurman Umbda –Sudan, Yousif Ibrahim Abubaker works as an English Instructor, Trainer and Freelance Interpreter. He also has been working as a debate leader discussing various topics in many English Institutes, Centers, Academy and schools.

 

 

The Hardness of Life

We might lose things, feel the future melt in a moment like the salt in a declined pottage,

How we course and ride meditation, the train will never cease,

We would travel where lying murders by the side of the road,

As we always know the emotional, as the sunken thing inside touches up with grief,

And then goes with you everywhere

Like a ghost, modern times heal ache that won’t rally,

The suffering, the heart harm, it feels like the termination.

 

Nothing can last for good, malice is caught never letting go

Feelings are hurt but behind every rabble there is a reason,

The bogey on wall is growing dark and long,

We all hear the echo swell and come off,

The creole harsh,

The big Crocodiles just don’t care about the nation in fright,

Heart pounds in both ears, hearing kids cry,

We try to soothe their tears sitting as one in frozen coincidence,

Praying to last the pain and fight, when sunlight glows, a tiny edge leads us safe for good.

 

Getting up, getting dressed, getting the boat, and sometimes getting to eat,

But through it all, there’s one love bringing us together on the peaceful coexistence,

This would happen through that risk and patience,

Walking sorrowfully over the shoulder.

Keep time with hope, while meeting the dark spaces of days

Like pulling teeth harder to fighting into a victory,

Washing the sadness from a single soul withstand the natural storms occurrence.

Government loves ruling the country on negative or positive a side covetously,

Businessmen love being a rich on negative or positive a side covetously,

Poor people love being rich on negative or positive a side covetously,

Vehicle owner loves being a rich on negative or positive a side covetously,

Vegetable sellers love being a rich on negative or positive a side covetously,

Fruit sellers love being a rich on negative or positive a side covetously,

Milkmen love seller being a rich on negative or positive a side covetously.

Pauper people slate beyond the toughness of days

Waking up before the sunrise going to field grab some wages,

Everything has a double fee, everyone loves being a rich on negative or positive side covetously.

 

Loaded people shed their wealth on air of delusion,

Amusement with their offspring’s

There is no lane back to care of other cattle live in the barren jungle yard,

The stars of midnight lightening on the earth has a lot filthiness cover upon the heart and brain,

White tongue chops saying but the soul lays on negative chains extend along the distance of toughness.

 

We all forget life’s purpose and left our morality behind dirty actions, ill- intention,

Everyone wants beat others mercilessly in the fatherland

I actually adore so much is Sudan,

There is path out there, light somewhere,

It shines the blackness as the Creator present our accident,

The most miraculous staying to merriment.

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