My Place of Birth

© Musue N. Haddad


My Place of Birth
A beautiful, green grassland
Plum trees, guava trees, many trees
A fertile land for animals, all trees
Fresh, beautiful land, lush topsoil
Luscious vegetables from soil
Dark, naturally rich, fertile soil
Bare feet against the grass
Soil soft between my toes
Sunlight slowly beat from above
Danced through the green leaves
Twinkling of sunray in my hair
Yes, I was fond of this place

My place of birth
Yea, the land of my birth
The land, beautiful and free
Butterflies, birds, the sky, all airy
Fly above cheery and free
The smell of the fresh air
Flying through my hairs
Gently against my innocent face
I giggled, raced with the wind
The rivers, creeks, flowed freely
Fresh running water against my skin
Sparkling bubbles, drops on my face

My place of birth
Yea, the land of my birth
Beautiful, rich, embracing
But as the years went by
The rich soil, the trees, fresh air
Sounds of flowing rivers were gone away
Green trees, beautiful sky, now gray
Trails of my childhood gone away
Sounds of birds, gone astray
The color, the air, the soil wailful
The grass, soil, rivers scorched
Sounds of motors, machines crackle
Give headache, makes me hazy
Cloudy, midst the once fresh air
Taken over the land of my birth

Copyright © Musue N. Haddad