Waiter Poem by AbdelAziz Alhaider

Waiter

Azzizalhaider-iraq


The old gentle waiter is walking forward and standing up politely
And the old radio with bulbs provides news of death and war from behind the sea

And the old unity…. a Kingdom... her chair from gnawn wood
Coffee with heavy smoke is dense oil
And the head at this moment
thrown by words.... receives by dumb walls
astringency and
Severely
No................ nothing on this earth
Can send in the spirit in the solid
dead rock
at the top of the mountain overlooking the blue sea of the life
And the life is in vain
Dear old gentle waiter
Do you know the secrets of the years?
The elderly gentle Waiter is shaking his head and smiling
uncivile song...... and loud music fill the quarters,