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Feb 2019
Listen to the story of a wise man's challenge
With his king who was afraid of any tiny change

In the realm of stupidity that its king had become old
Grew a young lad who had nothing but to be bold

People kept talking about him and his likely fate
To find his head one day the sharp blade's mate

To make a deep change the lad left his clan
A young boy dreaming of tomorrow with a smart plan

Well-learn'd boy 'bout the dislocated bones
Gained the name of a doctor among all the crowns

Life's nature awaiting the right time helped him
The way a shrub grows under the mellow sun's beam

One day when the king's daughter fell off a horse
World changed the king's happy life and lovely course

His days turned to night, nights to day
His food tasted tasteless as a pile of hay

Desperate king looked for the boy here and there
The pain of the dislocated pelvis was hard to bear

A week or so the boy was present before the king
To cure his daughter's dislocated pelvis caused by a horse fling

The boy had the right cure for the bones, but
Could be offered under one condition, no fight

The king accepted the condition whatever would be
To set his daughter from that killing pain free

The boy asked for the horse that had caused the pain
And stopped feeding it food for a month plain

No food, no water, the horse became too thin
Having no clue made the king so keen

Summoned the lad hastily again to his court
To explain the wisdom of his actions to his lord

The boy chose silence to words to explain
Asked him to sit and behold the right claim

Brought the king's daughter and set her right
On the thin horse's back and fixed her tight

Mightly tied her legs together under the horse
The moveless girl out of pain shouting froze

Kept feeding the horse plenty of water and food
Making it larger and fatter than it no more could

The bones arranged and the pelvis healed
The boy invited by the king, dearly mealed,

Asked for the favor that he had done to him
By any reward offered by a king would satisfy him

The lad asked for a land accord to skin horse
And the king gave it to him with no force

Cut the horse's skin narrow in a line
To occupy a large land with water fairly fine

Invited his young folks to be his mighty force
Raised, sheep, goats, camels, and a favorite horse

Enraged with the dull tyranny of old kings
Engaged with a bald campaign against many old beings

Erected a strong realm of love and freedom
That was governed by young flexible wisdom.
Mustafa Maho
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Mustafa Maho  31/M/Iraq, Kurdistan
(31/M/Iraq, Kurdistan)   
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