Deconstruction
I want to paint myself,
Find me in the mirror,
Who am I, of what race?
What culture and gender?
I looked at the numbers,
Genocides and murders!
Who erases nations?
I blame the Bible!
At first, Jews were victims,
When kicked out of Europe,
They received the bombers:
"Destroy Palestine…"
Took a course in genres,
Novels and novellas,
Icons of literature,
Fiction to fictionalized.
To face me face to face,
Need paint for a portrait,
Also, some large frames,
To juxtapose fact-fiction.
Let us raise the easel,
Need paint and brushes,
Who can fix the canvas?
I want to paint myself,
Within me, my borders,
Want to see face to face,
Just to ask the questions:
"Who am I, of what race?
My gender, what culture?
Who sets laws and order?
What sin was committed?
Under which conviction?
Must I kill, be murdered?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem