The Martyr

I am just a poet who saw coming a comet,
Aiming me, the cursed, and it couldn’t be reversed;
I left the world in hurry, so others may be happy,
Unknowing, their cheer is the feat of a sad martyr.

Benyamin Bensalah

09.10.2019

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