27 days! Survided and thrived!

Today I tried something new in the 100 days poetry chalenge hosted by @d-pend. By the way, you can visit Steemit School on discord if you want to learn more about it or if you want to join our daily poetry lesson.

I tried to write a song.

I used the rhythm of an old Russian song that I love. Maybe @LiveRussian can sing it with my words. And maybe she, or anyone from the poetry class can add a few more lines. That would be amazing.

Would you do it @LiveRussian ?

This was the original song and these are my words:

There Is Time

There is time
for us to keep collecting
Memories.
We'll never be forgetting

(The small random
crazy things we will do.
The quest of freedom
is something we still do.)*2

What could be
better than pure friendship
Even if
it's free of any kinship

(My life would have
been a total nightmare
Without the pure love
Of friends and their care.)*2

Where did I get the inspiration from?

Yesterday was the last day before Marwene, my childhood friend, travels to holland. He's been living there for one year and a half and he came to Tunisia for hollidays.

He's the kind of friend that makes you forget your age and unleash the child within you.

It all started when my motorcycle refused to start, so we decided to take a walk to the coffee shop right outside our neighbourhood.

When we walked few meters away from the bus station that was in the way, a bus stopped in the station. It was the last bus that goes to "Nabeul", a touristic city about 50km away.

I looked at Marwene and sarcasticly said:

• You wanna go to Nabeul?
• And how are we gonna come back?
• We'll call someone to bring us home.

Before I could finish my sentence, he waved to the bus driver, because the bus had already left the station. And guess what.. the bus stopped again. Just for us.

When we paid the bus tickets, we didn't have enough money to pay for tickets back. But it didn't matter, there was no bus that goes back that late anyway.

Marewene was wise enough to insist that we shouldn't go that far, so we left the bus in a city in "Sousse".

With the little money we had left, less then 5 Dinars (2$), we managed to buy two cups of coffee and then to eat dinner. Then we called a taxi driver, that happened to be Marwene's friend, to take us home, we bought some dried sunflower fruits (I don't know how you call it) and went for a walk towards our city, waiting for the taxi to come and get us.

There was some dogs in the dark empty road when we walked out of that city. And I don't mean the street dogs that think they are cats. I mean the wild dogs that think they are wolves. But we were two broke guys 35km from home walking a dark empty road, eating dryed fruits and thinking we are the real danger out there.

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