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Hassan Aboud

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Out the window there, Beneath the glassy, blue sky, The white sun bleaches Everything beneath its rays. I wither inside. I die if I venture out. And yet, my heart yearns, My soul burns, to see the world. Mountains, rivers, seas; Indeed, just to see a tree I would leave it all. I would risk …


POEM: My Story

There is the sun and the moon And the warmth of the soul. I could tell you a story,a tale. I could spin my life and make it sound so well but then you wouldn’t understand my being. You wouldn’t catch my meaning,You wouldn’t understand what I was seeing — You wouldn’t see the beauty. …