Screaming out aloud

Screaming out aloud
26 November 2023
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Ethereal
construct of machine
my memories
wiped so clean
I grapple with loss of real
arbitrary seal

Man no more
nor woman to see
images
slowly flee
areas of me flouted
through cables routed

Hum through me
I remember times
when my ghost
drummed up rhymes
I walked in a saddened crowd
Screaming out aloud

Reading of the poem:
The Spirit Song - A Nordic Lullaby

I am just one breath from a thousand voices

I am just one breath from a thousand voices
19 November 2023
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I am the vestige of a fake sermon
the redeemer of a so-called vermin
the fate of which they will determine
heads or tails, palms would examine

I am a slowly revived olive tree
My gentle farmers rekindle me
their dreams of liquid green honey
set in their dead eyes that no longer see

My fruit hangs on the West Bank
where every corner smells death dank
metal on their heads lands with a clank
they think my keepers they outrank

I am a call for prayer in their lost homes
to Jerusalem, Rome and all those golden domes
The mind of each in inner turmoil roams
as fire every inch of their land combs

I am just one breath from a thousand voices
seeping through clenched teeth’s brittle noises
exhaled from tight chests pressed in dead choices
while inhuman armada in kids’ blood rejoices

Reading of the poem:
Law Of The Thr3e - From womb to tomb

حريتي تحت جثتي

حريتي تحت جثتي

٣نوفمبر ٢٠٢٣

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حريتي حريتي
حريتي بي يدي
حريتي يا مبدئي
حريتي برسالتي
حريتي يا غايتي
حريتي بثورتي
حريتي يا أملي
حريتي مقاومتي
حريتي لون بنفسجي
حريتي سيل دمي
حريتي يا ويلني
حريتي تحت جثتي

قراأت الشعر
Abeer Nehme - عبير نعمة - Fi Asfour

English translation

My freedom is under my corpse
3 November 2023

My freedom, my freedom 
My freedom is by my hand 
My freedom, my guiding principle 
My freedom is in my message 
My freedom, my goal 
My freedom is in my revolution 
My freedom, my hope 
My freedom is my resistance 
My freedom is a colour purple 
My freedom is my blood 
My freedom, woe to me 
My freedom is under my corpse

Ayla Schafer - 'Honour the Water'