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My Work - PoetryBehind the Iron CurtainI want to cryBut fear stops me, not pride, On my chest rests a mountain of unhappiness. * * * * * I want to ask a question But it’s impossible For the shadows eavesdrop on every word. * * * * * I want to breathe, to be free Or at least find some sufferable air, For the chains are eating into the meat of my soul And I am dying of suffocation. * * * * * I want to have a moment of peace And dream of light born amongst the ruins. A glimpse of light Becoming a flood bursting the walls of darkness around me. But all I hear is laughter resounding In the pitch blackness, Mocking me. * * * * * I want to have a moment of happiness. I want ... and life scoffs at me And pushes its spear between my ribs * * * * * I want to run away O! Harder to attain than the feather in the wing of a flying eagle Or the glimmer of a mirage For they have locked a thousand and one doors. * * * * * I want to escape But how? When in every corner lies a murdered corpse. * * * * * I want .. but .. but .. but I shall seek deliverance Even if blasted by a shower of bullets .. Aden, 1971 |
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