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We Still Live in the Cave!

We Still Live in the Cave!

by Amirah Wassif

we live in the cave,
me, my people and some funny creatures appear on the TV screen.
My family doesn’t have any screens,
but our neighbors have one.
They saw these creatures through it,
they laugh every night,
they laugh every breaking news.
When we hear their laughter,
we laugh too as polite followers
who don’t want to make their leaders disappointed.
We live in the cave,
nursing our mother nature milk, perfectly like a greedy newborn.
We have no idea
If we love our cave or not?
We have no food, no water
but, our neighbors have.
We hear the movement of their mouth every day, every night.
We absorb their voices while watering their body
and then, we feel like “we did it, we ate, we drank, also we had our shower.”
We live in the cave, watching the shadows of ourselves here and there
and if you ask me
“did you ever feel bored?”
I will automatically answer you
I have no idea
but, if my neighbors felt bored before
my answer would be “yes”
because as you know I and my people are their followers.
We live in the cave,
trying to figure out our way
throughout our neighbor’s eye.
They talk to us behind the ancient walls every year
every year, they come and stop close to our cave
and order us to shut up our mouths 
’cause that doesn’t fit the modern civilization age.
We are such polite followers to our leaders
so, we did it, we shut up.
We live in the cave,
with no clothes, we all here are naked as the day that we were born
but, that doesn’t matter
because our neighbors have clothes.
They have many,
and they promised us that they will donate to us.
It is a grand prize for me and my people, isn’t it?
We live in the cave with no information
keeping our blinders on our eyes
trying our best to catch the news from our neighbor’s station
and they still laugh every night, 
every breaking news
we also laugh too
and when they laugh louder,
we follow our leaders
and when they laugh louder,
we follow our neighbors
but finally, after a while of laughing,
we started to cry!

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