Pillow Poem by Ghassan Zaqtan

Pillow



Is there still time
to tell her,
Mother,
good evening,
I've come back
with a bullet in my heart
There is my pillow
I want to lie down
and rest.
If the war
ever comes knocking,
tell them: he's taking
his rest.

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Ghassan Zaqtan

Beit Jala / Palestine
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