Our House

By Ahmed Ali Salim

Our house finally toppled down

Trust from our foundation seeped into the town

The catacombs of which are revibrating with a sound

'That mouldy wall was the reason of their freshly bleeding wound'

They say our filthy blood will sweep through this town

Whenever we walk down the road their eyes follow us And oh, their unabashed frowns.

Darling from the beginning we both knew this fate to which we are now bound

Our structure fell and see the joy it brought to the town

But remember even though they think we both are hell bound

The all have forgotten it was their land their ground

From which this tragedy aroused.

By Ahmed Ali Salim