To be or not to be

Moving from one place to another is scaring. More scarier when moving empty hand. To different place, different people, culture, and language that I knew before. Loneliness was the only friend that I knew for a long period of time. This is the result of loneliness. Loneliness, I will never forgot you. You was faithful  friend when I was lonely.

To Be or Not to Be

Whether I was born to enjoy life or to suffer

By the human-made or natural disaster

The slings and arrows of outrageous poverty

The fear and ignorance of undiscovered future

What is to come? How would I prepare?

I have all these technological devices of 21^st century

I thought it may help me to socialize  

On the social media to make friends

Instead they are windows to unworthy world

The hate and killings all over the places

Devastating our community, the mortal’s proud

Loneliness and isolation developed

Drought and disease poured

Walkig empty stomach during the day

Forgot everything fall asleep perchance

Suddenly woke-up for the scaring dreams

That I lived in calamity for too long

Reminded my mind where I belong

Rest is yet far to-come in my world at this time

Rather I die and disappear of these problem.

Beauty is in Words.

Tecle Gebremichael