Before my death! by Amirah Al Wassif

Before my death! by Amirah Al Wassif

before my death,
I would like to sit beside an innocent homeless girl
in front of one of the UNICEF banners
in our hungry wide street
talking together about the biscuits
and the magnificent toys and the ice cream

before my death,
I will try my best to make her
taste the childhood flavor
and she will try her best
to draw a false smile on her face
and because her cheeks will be
mixed of rosy and dirty
I will convince my self that
she is very happy!

before my death,
I would like to kiss all the flowers
especially the lilacs
I will be able to toss my grieve aside
hoping to find a supernatural sign
one of those upper signs
which touches us gently
one of those upper signs
which take our souls for a long fabulous walk for free

before my death,
I would like to laugh in a loud tone
cause I will be close enough to the political posters
which will be hung everywhere
and I will sing one and last song
for the love and the freedom
and I will dedicate it to the lonely and the frightened
and the immigrants and the dreamers

before my death
I would like to throw
the most creative jokes
among the boys and the girls
and I will gather the most delicious fruits
sending them to those who used to plant them
but never tasting any!

before my death
I would like to kiss the famine babies wide-eyed
and saying “sorry” in another way
I will say it like a poem
escaped from the bottom of the heart
and appeared itself
in no-words

before my death
I will praise the woman who works in breaking rocks
who fight in the day
and come down in the night
an extraordinary woman know how
to struggle under the angry sun
an extraordinary woman know
how to fold her begotten cloths
among the mess of rocks
an extraordinary woman know
how to be a soldier in the battle
and clown in the theatre in one time

before my death
I will salute all the women
who works in breaking rocks
I will salute them with love and pity

before my death,
I would like to give
endless tickets
to the orphans around the world
and I will beake my ego mirror
for getting rid of my old grins
and trying to find a true
smilies similar to their ones

before my death
I would like to share my food with a lost dog
in the corner of the road
or in the dirty narrow tavern

before my death
I will learn how I have to live?!

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