Nazih Abou Afach Poems

Think of pain
As Michelangelo thinks of the rock's suffering
Think of pain.
Think of the boredom of the worm, the soil's virgin
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Never, never,
I'm not a brother, friend, life partner.
Never, never . . .
You're not my brother, my friend, my life partner.
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The dead multiplied and the soil was fed.
While we said to them: "You righteous servants, don't die all on one side!"
While we said to them: "Think of the soil's power!"
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It is not because I'm scared, nor pessimistic, nor have a coward's heart,
But, whenever I'm forced into a war
I think about it this way:
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Never, I don't want to die
And it doesn't cheer me to see you dead.

Now, since we are afraid and unable to forgive,
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I know that you, tomorrow, after laying me down,
Will put your rose wreaths on my grave.

What do you think now,
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God! Tell me the truth!
My enemies say:
"Everybody wants . . ." and so on.
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