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The Lure
by Mahdy Y. Khaiyat
We spend our lives
Going,
Going somewhere.
We never stop;
We keep going,
Going somewhere.
No one knows where,
Here or there.
We keep going,
Going somewhere.
There must be
Something ahead.
We keep going,
Going somewhere.
There must be
Something ahead.
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Mahdy Y. Khaiyat started writing poetry in
1990. The publication of a first poem in a literary magazine
the same year encouraged continued writing. Mahdy's poems
have since been published in periodicals in the United States,
Canada, Australia, France, Japan, Belgium, England, and Argentina.
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