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.
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