American Taliban: Death
I am not afraid of death.
death is a thought
formed and left
behind the walls of stillness.
I am not afraid either
from
life -
life is a beautiful game of
conditions,
the game evolves as much as my attitude, -
and some people nerves,
or being sacrificed like a lamb.
it is still a thought
and I have
a choice
to
consider it
or
leave it
bouncing
in the air.
My fear is a thought,
I welcome it,
acknowledge it, and
challenge it
whenever it blinks
or shines.
a warning is
warning
being ready
is always my art of living;
none
has long life
while others has short range destiny.
I won't
live and die
like
an enslaved
lamb
in a a black dark hole,
empty of choices
sheep
behind
fences, an insecure dog, and an ambitious shepherd,
paralyzed
by fear and thinking
like a lame.
poem by Atef Ayadi
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