Dark crawling clouds
Prevail over my city Agadir
Approaching with thundering sounds,
And diffusing an air of despair!
Running away to hide,
I stumble in all sides
A soft touch on my hands
Just lead me aside!
And whisper me: “STAY HOME”!!
And “NEVER GET OUTSIDE!”
“WASH YOUR HANDS”!
And:” REST AND PRAY IN CALM!”
As the soft hand moves away
The shade of a DOCTOR,
Through darkness walks away
My hero throws me a last glance
Full of hope and advises me twice:
“FROM BELOVED ONES TO DISTANCE!!”
As he disappears in the dark clouds,
I still hear his words of wisdom
That I should keep and spread,
All over our beloved kingdom
By Fouzia Boudyaf, ASI Teacher and Librarian
