THE EASTERN GIRL FRIEND
LIKE SUN SHINE IN THE WILD GLOAMING OF LOVE
LIKE BLACK APHRODITE
LIKE COUNTRY OF FLOWERS
WHAT`S A WOMAN OF PRETTY MYTHOLOGIES
MY LOVE COME FROM
NEW ENGLAND TO MY HEART? ?
AND THE LOVE NOT FULL SEA
I CAN TOUCH HER LOVELY BODY FROM TEN THOUSAND DAYS AND
DAY
BUT ALL HUMANITY KNOW NAZIS RULE IN...........SOME PLACE OF
OUR SAVAGE HUMANITY...
WHY I NEED PRETTY LIFE FOR FLOWERS
AND ECONOMIC WARS FOR MY CIVILIZATIONS
WAEL MOREICHEH
25TH JAN
2008
for my lady before melodious years
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I would like to translate this poem
an excellent poem, very well expressed