Lilies Poem by Wadih Saadeh

Lilies



Death was not dancing in the squares only
but near the flowers,
near the cockscomb, snapdragon and basil
with the spring water to their tables.
Death was dancing
in the squares they were
blending with asphalt
Those bent over the flowers are taken
up by bullets
and in space they become
lilies.

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