Perhaps

Perhaps… we walk together

One day…

Perhaps… we reach the water spring,

And drink the water of freedom;

Perhaps… we look up at the sky

Blue…

Clear…

And the atmosphere….fine

Perhaps….we have peace ….

One day…

NEWS

I am tired of reading the news,

I burnt my Paper in my fireplace.

When will I hear the good news?

The news

That the roses can no longer be crushed by the monster.

The news

That the Little Red Riding Hood can no longer be stalked by a wolf.

The news

That those who have can no longer dictate the rules.

When will I hear that fire is no longer consuming my Jerusalem?

When will I read that justice has come through?

Paper boy:

Don't deliver me the paper today.

Your paper has no news for me.

I shall mourn and grieve,

And if I talk I shall be brief.

I shall dress in black

I shall raise black flags.

I shall only speak of my tears --

No laughter,

No joy,

No purple suits,

No roses for me

Until the war stops

And till freedom reins.

Tell the widows to dress in black!

Tell the orphans to dress in black!

Tell the soldiers to go back!

Tell the politicians to stop the attack,

On the sons and daughters of peace,

On the flowers and the roses,

On the fig and olive trees,

And on the breezy hills of Jerusalem.

Peace,

Peace,

Peace shall come

War shall end.

The black flag shall come down,

And infants shall sing with the nightingales

The fear shall subside;

And love shall preside;

On the hills of Jerusalem.

I shall be in mourning until the good tidings;

The good tidings that Jerusalem is free;

And that the vultures have left.

When the Sun Sets

When the sun sets,

My shadow disappears,

And so, does yours.

My heart travels to the dejected past

To numerous years ago…

To decades of...

Isolation and mysticism.

When the sun sets,

My shadow disappears;

And then,

I live alone;

I feel alone;

And I can't but...

Think of you.

Who are you?

I do not know.

What is your color?

I do not know either.

What are you?

I also do not know.

Something attracts me to you,

May be the unknown!

Or may be a desire that roams in my heart.

I wish I knew who you were.

I wish our shadows met.

I wish you knew that I…

Searched for you… for many years...

Until now you never came…

Will you come, please?

A dream

 

I trudged amidst the desert's heat.

Vultures crowded the sky.

The heated wind slapped my face.

Then, I couldn't stand

   The heat, the Vultures and the arid land.

Far away I saw an Oasis.

I crawled over the sand to lean against a palm tree

In moments I slumbered

   And began to dream.

I dreamed that:

      All nations knelt to the Creator

      All nations recited a peace song together.

      All nations blended,

      And colors, ranks, and social statuses ended.

      False pride disappeared,

        And white pigeons formed a white flag for peace.

The flag held the burdens of all the nations

    And a phrase beneath it said,

 "Freedom for all and Justice Forever."

I woke up and had to move on.

In the mirage, I saw another Oasis

    And another dream. . .

Amidst all:

    Vultures,

          Heat,

             And wind,

I moved on with a desire and a dream,

    Carrying an oasis in my so- called savage heart.

..Still I carry a dream.