-1-
Dragging his feet and scared
He is not used to begging
Has not seen or stepped into (C.E.S.)
He created a space
Between him and this place
-2-
He's Lebanese
Who's picked his sweat
Spent his expatriation painstaking
And hard work
I saw him standing anxious
I asked
He delayed with the answer
- I'm just asking for a job
I feel like I've been out of my body for long time
Living silently
The factories became sick of my face
The sun is too bored to share my morning
I want a job, any job
To help me
And my family to survive
Jobless
Unemployed
This encumbrance is killing me
Heavier than money's needs
-3-
.. They called him
And tears came out of his shy eyes
Death, he said
But do not Say
Move it, don't be lazy
