







Starting from the middle of the story

Beginning with this moment

Go back for a while and return back

I will tell you everything honestly

You can rearrange my lines

to know what happened

and what happening

It will be a long poem

You can read it

or simply ignore it



I'm here working as an engineer

This was not my dream

I had many dreams

Become a lawyer, fighting for justice

Become a soldier, protecting home

Become a writer, searching for truth

Become a poet, making the world better

I tried to make my dreams true

I did not succeed but I didn't give up

This poem is evidence.



My parents were teachers

They moved between several places

So I moved with them

I lived for some years in villages

and some years in towns

My soul, my heart and my mind

are a mix of things and its opposites

Now I'm also moving between jobs

Some are near to my town and some are far

Now I'm far enough to feel a longing



I love the justice and the freedom

Who doesn't love them?

The answer is very clear

Who has the power, their helpers

and many of the slaves likens

hate the two precious things

Where can we find justice and freedom?

and If we find them somewhere

Can we all go there?

What about who can't?



Before I know about the consequences

I was a very brave child

I had a fearless heart

They told me the meaning of that word

then an inner fight began

Before I do anything I have to think

The fear built a house inside my heart

The fear plant a jungle inside my soul

I wish I can someday very soon

burn the fear's house and its jungle.



