Ahmad Al-Khatat writes

I’d Rather Be Alone

I’d rather be alone
than talking to double
-face people I meet
those people will stab
me until I die on my tears

I’d rather be alone
take my gadgets away
give me a low-cost coffin
I am not physically tired
but mostly emotionally tired

I’d rather be alone
I can’t fly from my sadness
my heart is broken from the
cage of Baghdad sorrows
the door is open and I’m drunk

I’d rather be alone
waiting to autumn to farewell
--more dreams under the dust
I cried more than a wounded
warrior who will slaughter me