by Walid Saba
Dear you,
You are an amateur thief
Not so subtle in stealing the looks
Your plan is very clear
And every part of your body
Reveals your scheme
Stop caressing your hair
Be gentle with your knees
I have received the signals long ago
I can even hear your heartbeat
No I am not that calculating
And I am not an oak
I am much weaker
Much more fragile
Be patient my dear
I was only practicing
The syllables of my name
But my glass is now empty
And I think I got my name right
Make room
I am heading your way
Let me teach you the art of deceiving
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Currently the Chief Information Officer of PRAGMATECH, Walid Saba received his PhD in Computer Science from Carleton University in 1999. He spent over 18 years in industry working at such places as the American Institutes for Research, AT&T Bell Labs, MetLife, Nortel Networks, IBM and Cognos, Inc. He also taught Computer Science at the University of Windsor, the New Jersey Institute of Technology (NJIT), the American University of Beirut, and the American University of Technology. Dr Saba has over 30 publications including an award winning paper that he presented at the 31st Annual German Conference on Artificial Intelligence.
Last updated July 06, 2015