A Volcano Man Poem by Mohamed Mahou

The story of my life
Is one of running,
Flitting from one self to another,
From one place to another,
Looking for a little quiet place
To hide my rueful face
Seeking a better chance
That I've conceived in grace.
I need to get away from here,
Be there and over there.
I've always a reason to get there.
I keep running, running,
No single minute of peace
Am I a friend of the wind
Or a twin of Aouita in a race?
I used to be a rebellious
Against everything that changed
And everything that never changed;
Against my beloved mother
And against my hated brother
Against the cold weather
And against the closed border
Am I an Atlas lion
Or a volcano man?
I keep running, running,
Running and always running.