[عبداللطيف أحمد فؤاد]

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Poverty is a killer

Poetry is a killer

Fortune is a killer

Love is a killer

This world is a murderer

Isolation is a killer

Where will we go?

I do not know

Will I meet my love?

Or I will suffer for ever

My heart is the country of torture

And my life is the sad chapter

In the book of pleasure

This world is a buchter

That kills creative and pour

My blood here and there

Even the nature and the air

In my prison share

This is the world of money and power

That makes the lazy as a tower

And buries the fantastic Author

And attacks the golden writers

This world causes disasters

To the poets, to the lovers

Although I am the real king of poets

I am the capital of the sadness for ever

Although I am a sugar

My heart is full of the storms of winter

Oh killer world
Oh killer world
I will not be like you a killer

I will be a nighngale

As Islam is the light of my heart for ever

To homeless Islam is shelter

To thirsty Islam is the milk riverA

And To problems Islam is the doctor
عبداللطيف أحمد فؤاد غزالة السنبلاوين دقهلية مصرAbdellateef Ahmad fouad Egypt Dakhlya Senbellawan Ghazala
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