A Nap…

By Adnan Mouhiddin

He is napping.

It might be that he is tired walking the city, trying to sell tissues. Or it might be that reality has become unbearable, so he closed his eyes for a while and made it to the dreamland… Dreams are free and are for free, you know?

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Somewhere in Lebanon… Photo Credit: Unknown. Please let me know if the photo is your property.

It might be a quick nap so he warms himself in the dreamland, where he won’t encounter the coldness of the hearts of his fellow humans…

It might be a quick nap, so he may protect himself from the contempt in the eyes of his fellow humans every time he approaches one, trying to sell him/her a packet of tissues… They better buy one, for they will cry rivers when they have an opportunity to look into their ugly selves…

It might be a quick nap, just so he may meet with God in his dreams and ask him where, what, why, how and when.

Just a quick nap, so his day might come to an end sooner than later…

Just a quick nap to escape the pain of reality…

Just a quick nap, so he may sell some of his tissues to the angels, up there, in the unknown…. Angels will definitely buy some, for I have learned that they are crying us (humans) with every dawn and dusk…

Nap well, Tissues Man. Before you, about 2000 years ago, the Son of Man had no place to lay His head…

Nap well, His friend and mine. Nap well. May the Kingdom of God be inherited by those who nap.

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