Warmth Of Light Poem by Akim Alshami

I wonder at the lives out there
The houses that I pass, the cars
The ones sitting in front of me
And others that I cannot see

What happiness had they lived through
What suffering has scarred them
What wonders had amazed them
What regret is holding them

I know Ile never know all this
My fantasy filling the gaps
Of stories that I tell about them
Lacking in truth that they lived through

But I have always felt hopeful
When I see lights where people live
In far distant windows or cars
Or luminated by streetlights

It tells me there is life in there
As given by Prometheus
With all it's good and bad combined
But life, kindled and warm.