Sound

My homeland befalls
A stoned
Silence
He never speaks.

Only after
My hometown smiles
Truly
It is
His mouth.

Eyes

Blind... My homeland
Can't see but from
During
My hometown
Because it is
His site.

Air

Air in the two lungs
Air in the balloons
............ The balls
............. The tires
Our open air
In the exiles.

 
Cups

When they found me
I sip the cups of truth
Bitter
They discard me,
Barrow the flies' wings
And divided the trash.

Allegation

They allege a rumor
The water of my hometown is salty
I confound this fib
The bunch of the date palm
My hometown
Astonishment
His taste
A marvel.
 

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Translated by: Said Alwaely