That’s Life..

I was walking towards that place..like I always do..

The leaves were falling..everywhere..it was beautiful..but it gave me no pleasure..I was distraught..inconsolable..my face devoid of any emotion..

I stood and then sat myself down..I was telling the stone with the epitaph..’ in life and death, he will always live’ (in arabic) stories..what happened since the last time I went and sat before him, and it had been a long time..so long..

The leaves were falling..like it was autumn..all yellow and brown..

And then, i flew away..

I flew to a hospital room, Room 3177.. I was sitting in that chair and i was whispering in his ear..

I dont know if he heard me.. and it is a question that I still wonder about to this day..but at that time, I didn’t care..

"I’m sorry…I’m sorry…I’m sorry…. and that went on and on until my voice was hoarse..

His chest stopped moving.. I tried to wake him up..but all was lost..it was too late..

As vivid as it was 7 years ago..gone but not forgotten

‘in life and death, he will always live’

And though when I wake up today, my emotions feel no grief.. the images stay..they are there..

They are there

I’m tired..

Tired of my grandmother’s sons and daughters treating my grandmother like shit..

No mother deserves this kind of treatment from her children.. and I swear..I will make them pay for what they have done, what they will soon be doing..whatever..

Ex-Uncles and Aunties..remember life is a FULL CIRCLE..and when your children are doing it to you..I’ll be clapping my hands and jumping in joy to see you suffer because you guys DESERVE IT

Contrary to popular belief, I NEVER FORGIVE and I NEVER FORGET

I love you opah..and I will die before I let you come to harm..

Marks my words to those who know you are..

I’m bloody tired of it all!!!!