A refugee!!!
Yeah I am a refugee
Being sick of wars
And rested in the
Exiles’ shadows
I inherited
My father’s forsaking
And disgrace from barracks
The years of starvation
Are neighing in
My inspiration
I have defeats in the airports
And fingerprints as well
The slaps of security forces
Are on my pass
I have a purulent memory
At the borders
From the past time
I only got the planes’ spit
(Which makes us an appetizing
Bowl for ruins)
My shirt is wet
Of minarets’ dew
Family’s sigh
And friends’ aids
Waiting is my mother’s profession
Waiting practised waiting
While the eyes archive me:
A refugee …. A refugee …..
(In the midday of July 22nd, 1996
The shore* hugged Hiroshima
So that I become a number of UN’s files)
I am a refugee
My look is pain’s shore
Strong men who carved
Despair on their shoulders
Are drowned at my coasts
The prophets are shading
Under my shadows
I am a refugee
Officer frivolity
And corporal stupidity
Smuggled our homeland
In the cisterns of sorrow
Hence I retuned back
From the war
With a defeated rank
* This word is ambiguous in Arabic
 

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Translated by / JAWAD WADI