To Jean-Paul
23/04/08
the continent of Europe is right there
behind the horizon
like a huge shadow
that one can never reach
this is how far the distance is
between yours and their passports
that can only across with a piece of paper
or a little boat
filled with dreams and hope
this is how far the different amount of freedom
we are entitled with our birth
you are on this side
and we are on that side
And we were never able to realize
that we could be so close
that we share the same blue
sea and sky
that we can try to see each other beyond the invisible
like I try to see your face
in the kitchen shadow
tell me my friend
what was in your mind everyday
when you see the beautiful shadow behind the horizon?
when you pick up the luggages
and clean the bedsheets
of people come from there?
what was in your mind
when you tell me you have to work
every day without any holidays
while I am here on vacation?
what was in your mind
when you see us driving off
when I asked your name
when say goodbye?
tell me my friend
Jean-Paul
will you remember
it was a beautiful day
and you asked me if I want a cup of tea
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23/04/08
the continent of Europe is right there
behind the horizon
like a huge shadow
that one can never reach
this is how far the distance is
between yours and their passports
that can only across with a piece of paper
or a little boat
filled with dreams and hope
this is how far the different amount of freedom
we are entitled with our birth
you are on this side
and we are on that side
And we were never able to realize
that we could be so close
that we share the same blue
sea and sky
that we can try to see each other beyond the invisible
like I try to see your face
in the kitchen shadow
tell me my friend
what was in your mind everyday
when you see the beautiful shadow behind the horizon?
when you pick up the luggages
and clean the bedsheets
of people come from there?
what was in your mind
when you tell me you have to work
every day without any holidays
while I am here on vacation?
what was in your mind
when you see us driving off
when I asked your name
when say goodbye?
tell me my friend
Jean-Paul
will you remember
it was a beautiful day
and you asked me if I want a cup of tea
Tantura
23/05/16
Under the parking lot
buried blood and bones
fathers and brothers
truth and memories
Time forgets
Murderer forgets
Justice forgets
Academia and legal system
choose to blind their eyes
and defend a loyal lie
But the land will remember
all the violences that were denied
But the sea will remember
all the beautiful lives that were expelled
I wonder
What will be a life
if justice cannot be defended
What will be a world
if all we believe are lies
WE WILL NOT FORGET
Even if it’s painful
Even if it kills us from inside
Remember.
Memories are powerful
More powerful than those narratives
that we were told again and again
WE REMEMBER.
I submit
23/12/26
You are the sun
and I am like a little pile of snow
after the storm, on the grass
I see myself melting in your eyes
losing my shape, losing myself
becoming water, and flowing away
until the very end of winter
eventually vanishing in the air
please melt me
even though I will not exist anymore
I submit, already
before I feel nothing again
before I leave this world
please melt me
like it’s the last sunny day in your life