Poem: Sometimes I Think About These Things

Sometimes I think about these things.

Sometimes I ask myself: what is it that I strive for? 

What kind of life do I want to give my children?

Will I send them to a private school? 

Will I insist that they graduate from university?

And who will be their father? 

What language will we speak?

From which side will we cross ourselves? 

Or will we cross ourselves at all? 

Sometimes I think about these things. 

And then I remember.

Maktub. 

Destiny. 

It is written. 

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