By Barki Majid - Oujda
By Barki Majid – Oujda
As usual I stray,
The unusual is that with reality I could play.
While roaming, actions were precipitating,
It’s a movie and everybody was acting,
Drama, fiction, comedy, action..!
Everything is available, founded,
Everything is mixed, combined.
I’ve wondered :”Is it Life?”
I’ve remembered “La vie en rose” Edith Piaf
I’ve felt independent, felt free
Then I stole sights from here and there!
I contemplate, I listen, I speak, I care!
While walking two flowers took my attention,
I’ve picked them, sorry stole them as usual,
They lost their lives, it’s mutual.
While walking distances had shrunk again,
And I’ve asked myself: “Do i run?”
While walking I’ve heard Zinkoff’s* voice,
Calling and calling “Hey Loser,Loser*”!!
While walking I’ve caught sight of a funeral’s cortege
Submissiveness, reverence, were walking by my side,
I’ve heard in the same time, drums’ beats,
It’s a popular marriage, “Viva la fiesta”!
While walking I’ve saw a bunch of kids,
They took me back to the past, souvenirs and deeds
Carrying heavy school bags, counting steps,
They were making fun of the “Solo” guy ,coming from so far away
While walking I’ve read a love story,
Happy couples ,all looking for glory.
While walking I’ve Saw injustice’s smile,
While walking I saw mothers’ eagerness
While walking I saw poor’s endurance
While walking….while walking!!!
I’ve stopped to take a rest, to relax,
A bus has appeared, and with it a huge crowd
Then I screamed “fed up with throng”!!
Fed up, fed up, fed up…!
I saw everything in a slow show,
From some I’ve received a bow;
Others were staring, wondering who’s that…stranger?!
Loser is a young adult novel
By American author Jerry Spinelli
Details the growth of bobby Zinkoff,
*Who is branded a “loser” by his classmates due to his cockiness, attitude, and sometimes clueless.
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