Four Different Seasons

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My name is Asher Lev,
my dream is to see,
and brush the world into one canvas,
and to be loved, and loved by me.

In my hands, the mind, and soul,
I try to fetch what ideas I create,
To paint the world in sorrow and health,
The paintings, my paintings, to be straight.

However more, my dreams denied,
in family, friends, the religion,
so cruel, is my dream denied,
my world, broken into one strong decision.

I haven’t the interest to worship,
to pray in Allah’s behalf,
I stand in my land, attached by my root,
to paint, create, and laugh.





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