On Margins of Life by Rawda Al Banna

Suspended with a distracted mind and a melting heart

A silent body

A dead spirit

We walk the path of life

But our feet lead us towards the pit of neglect

Marginalised from everybody and every direction

Is there a way that makes us the focus of attention?

Is this the justice of life?

Or have the consciences changed the law of justice?


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