The rooster and the fire on the way a poem by M.T. Al-Mansouri, Ph.D.

[M.T. Al-Mansouri, Ph.D.]

The rooster and the fire on the way

 

One day in the early morning hours, the rooster recited the hall of fame, called out and said, "Stand up, my friends because there is a wild fire burning out covering all the narrow path." The fire burnt through the narrow straits. Then metal melted, including all sorts of iron and ornamental gargets. The people cheered on others chanted and many applauded. After that the hours and minutes have been changed. Moreover, some brothers were killed at petrol stations when petrol stations went ablaze. The joy of the enemy and the sadness of friends and companions roared on. The case of deaths increased overshadowing the fears of Corona virus with decreased inspiration of managing the pandemic. At the time of quarantine and time of estrangement, the distressed population was once more courageous. At the end, the rooster ended his speech by his usual squeal calling out: cook-a-doodle doo, cook-a-doodle-doo.