নাক পচা/মোহাম্মদ আল্লারাখা

 

Forgotten Obsessions

Yasmin Harmoush

From: Lebanon

I say that I have given up writing, 

so there is no use for the pen and notebook...

With a nation that sanctifies tyrants to the point of worship...

 A nation in which everything has become a habit... 

A merciless nation that glorifies triviality and dullness. 

.. It deprives us of all willpower... 

The soul is aborted before birth. She hides the dream in a drawer or under a pillow

... Where are you, League of Nations?.

.. O you who claim to lead by right and sovereignty.... O you who declared peace

... Now let me speak

:... I could hear the rumbling of empty stomachs... And the cats meow in the corner every night.

... Don't care about the poor, his condition is like that of an animal... 

Have you heard the howling of a jackal?

... Don't worry about mothers...

. If they cry or ask for help while waiting for your response.

 ... No, I don't care... 

I don't care about the displacement of children... Stripping innocent people of their humanity and rights... 

Alas, Palestine..

. Woe to you, O nation of Muslims.

... Peace be upon the soul of every martyr...

 Peace be upon those who chanted the anthem...