Meet the Poetry Gang

They had a place to sit but chose to stand still
They depended on emotions , immaturity, boredom
It was "the same back and forth" (Marcacci) until they met each other

And they did

With each other they screamed, they cried, they laughed, they wrote, they read, they applauded, they commented, "followed by a list of sins scribbled in the sand." (Rostron)
They are great, "active and creative" (Marikhi) "they really are" (Almalki)

Hey! "Come back, where are you going?" (Mohammad) are you bored already?
I think you should doubt your judgments

It's not about a place where they sit, talk, write, listen, comment, then leave
It is the unconditional love, the language, the progress, the knowledge, the patience, and the skills that bring them together

It is the "argument that was left unresolved" (Uddin)
and "the story to tell after" (Alattiya)
 that brought them again, today, all the way, and that will never do, again.