Treasure Island

Shamal Akrayi

Halabcha Voice

Here, you can hear the voice
Without speech,
In Halabcha
All the corpses
Are alive
But they are silent!
Can you be so still like them?
Listen to them
Their voice is:
Louder than all the hatred,
Higher than all the tyrants,
It breaks down all the chains
It gives growth like the rains
The ones who waned to silence it,
Are nameless!
Didn’t know how their voice works in the silence! ?
When there’s no moral light,
Words are dead,
Blood is no longer a gift to the night,
But a dark fire,
Their voice must shine
To the end of our lives,
It must shine
Through all dark,
And be still,
To hear, on the mountains,
Behind the voices,
The voice,
Of the ones without voice.

Submitted: Monday, August 01, 2011

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