A father is like a pyramid; <br />Solid-based construction; <br />Strong, ready to face the wind, the sun and all obstacles… <br /> <br />I was a son, a brother, a nephew, a father, a husband, a man of respect <br />I was very influent <br />Had money, fame, honor, love and salutes from everybody <br />Its so good to think of old good days… <br />Yet why would my eyes be wet today… <br />I had friends, good contacts everywhere <br />I had a golden heart, ready to help anytime… <br />Today, I have myself and my wheel chair as my own support <br /> <br />Money, money, money <br />Is a heart not enough to love <br />Where are you friends now when I mostly need you <br />Is an illness a disease <br />Is poverty a sin <br />Is white-hair growing so horrible <br /> <br />Before my voice would bring you all to me, <br />Today my tears crash on the floor like flood <br />Not a single life around <br />My voice is soundless <br />Today my loneliness is my world <br />I’ve strived hard in life <br />Still striving but now to survive all alone <br /> <br />I cry like a child today; never did I cry during my pyramid days <br />Maybe I err somewhere <br />Like every human being does <br />Today I realize people live for money, pray for money, befriend for money <br />And a heart is only a dollar-gathering platform, it fades with time <br /> <br />Its all the path of life <br />Nobody escape his…<br /><br />Salimah Nubee<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-father-misfortune-bringing-tears-on-the-desert/
