By Ahmad Al-khatat

Lately I started having a close

relationship with the last day

of my life right after, death will

collect my spirit somewhere

near the broken gates of hell

I recalled two young girls,

laughing like headless chickens

in the cage of Animal Farm,

while George Orwell is alerting them

from the danger of the wild pigs

I remembered the tailor told

me that he sewed my first cloth

and will use the same thread

and needle to sew my last coffin in case,

if I will ever be reborn again

the first day, I went to school

all the kids were playing and laughing but

not me, I was dreaming of the swing

that I was sitting on it as it seemed

the cords` will hang me one day

I cried before, today, and tomorrow

not because I want to rest a bit longer.

I wept for realizing that death will be

the solution to end the darkness that

will sings for the last time above my tomb

Ahmad Al-Khatat, was born in Baghdad, Iraq on May 8th. He has been published in several press publications and anthologies all over the world and has poems translated in several languages. He has published two poetry books “The Bleeding Heart Poet” and “Love On The

War’s Frontline” which are available on Amazon. Most of his new and old poems are also available on his official page Bleeding Heart Poet on Facebook.

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