To my Father in Heaven, Paperback Book, By: Wadha Al-Marzooqi

The bell is ringing. again, this time continuously and without stopping. Oh, how annoying it is! I left what was in my hand and hurried to your room to check on you. I stood near your bed while you were still staring at the doorbell. You raised your gaze at me and then lowered it to press on it again without stopping. I held your thumb gently until it realized my presence. You said vague, unclear words to me. You spoke to me as if you were drowning in the ocean. And I found myself saving you.and I said to you, what? how mean? What do you say, dad? Until you gave up on me and quickly sat down on your bed intending to leave to a place in your imagination.and as usual.you forgot yourself that you cannot walk.so I arrested you before you could move.if the world were a woman, I would kill her!! How much I hate her. for the system of this desperate world. Why does a person no longer think like a child when he grows old?! A law that this vile world follows. and against our will!! How could she do that to you!! How could she make a lion like you act like this. like crazy?