The land that time forgot

By: Farida Sherif

Standing in the middle of nowhere staring at the world through a small window; my Eyes With closed doors the echoes fill my soul; people tearing me down rejoice their close victory, and unanswered questions mock me I gazed upon the sky to find the golden sun rays struggling to be freed from the shackles of gray clouds. That is how we go with our lives in an everlasting turmoil of being liberated, inhaling that single breath of life that will unravel all mysteries. From the moment were born our mortal journey begins, our actions are measured & weighed defining who we are; but in the end everybody has their secretes, maybe they reveal a few or even most yet: there will always be a riddle hidden behind a securely locked door within each living soul. I wandered aimlessly trying to grasp any sign, even though they all slipped away, if I could ask God just one question: Why were we created? In a world filled with cruelty yet compassion, love opposed by hate, and angels side by side with demons; where even a saint is a sinner too, even though the answer always remained oblivious I kept searching. I walked a while longer and right ahead of me I found that the miracle of our creation lies in our vulnerability we are only human, we may be flawed but there is also good inside us; the purpose of our existence rests in our mortality. We will never be here again for life is only granted once, open our eyes close them again and in that glimpse our last breath withers away and we simply perish. So here I am looking down at the rush of humanity neither alive nor dead. I lay awake seeking comfort in the shadows of the night where the pain takes over consuming me in its darkness leaving a single tear as my salvation which carries on defying me, proudly

refusing to relieve my agony nor end my suffering. I sit in a corner in the midst of the gushing wind surrounded by nothing but wilderness. During endless restless nights with eyes wide shut I got lost in passageways breathless and despaired by the haunting memories. I prayed to be awoken from such sleepless death, awaiting the touch of Heavenly light that string of shattering desire that never arrived along with silent screams that are never heard. Till everything burned, I watched the rise and fall of the human race as it came crashing down; there I stood by the lonely mountain where I couldnt forgive and never forgot, I got lost for decades and never found my way back, I keep on falling with no one to bring me back to life For I am the cursed to drown in oceans of blood; Seeing the bottom but never hit With wounds and scars I never felt I am the land that time forgot, I am the Heart that seized to beat.