زمن الحواسم Poem by أحمد مطر
زمن الحواسم
عَرَبُ الأمسِ الغَواشِمْ
عِندما يُولَدُ فيهم شاعِرٌ
كانوا يُقيمونَ الولائمْ
وَيُريقونَ دَمَ الأَنعامِ
ما بَينَ يَدَيْه
وَيَفِرّونَ مِنَ الذُّلِّ إلَيْه
غَيرَ أنَّ الأمسَ وَلّى
وعلى الأُفْقِ تَجلّى
عَرَبُ اليَومِ الحواسِمْ
فإذا هُمْ
عِندما يُولَدُ، بالرِّشوةِ
في أكياسِهمْ.. صَوتُ الدّراهِمْ
يَذبحونَ الشّاعِرَ الحُرَّ
فِداءً لِلبهائِمْ
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