You who are jealous of every bloom
You who are wrapped in your old gloom
My memories are towers against the unending feud.
Compassion for the blossom;
The soil with my memories I kiss
And quicken with my tales of,
How it was, the heartbeats of the soil:
How it was, before we knew hate
How it was, before density broke the back of the tribe
How it was, before desires divided the flesh of the earth
And how it was, before children grew the beard.
I call upon every child of Adam,
Before worms crawl in their shrine
And in vain the wombs hug the unborn child.
And call upon those who read the Sign:
The cries of the prophet Nuh, what a sigh!
O you heedless Offender, lament and sigh:
The weeping sky,
Lament and sigh
The floating Ark,
Lament and sigh.
O Lord of the Ark!
O Designer of that Rescue Boat!
Build this boat, too, under the care of Your choice.
O you headless Masquerader
O you who hails from the land of wounds
You are the son of an offended mother
You are the husband of an unhappy wife
You are the father of a furious child.
O you wandering Pessimist!
At every step,
There's the sign of 'no to peace', on your door.
With every death,
There’s a child-turned-monster released on the soil.
With every bomb,
A bad deed is written in the sinner’s book.
O heedless Vagabond!
This ink is the offspring of a nation oppressed
So write it on every pathway..., on every pavement...
Write it: PEACE is inevitable...., PEACE is inevitable....
Hang it on every shrine..., on every partition...
PEACE is inevitable..., PEACE is inevitable....
This ink is the offspring of a nation oppressed.
O Veteran of missed chances!
This matter must needs be addressed.
.) Safi Abdi, 2008, edited, 2015