War poetry
solitude
wa, grey, black, grey
a house collapses
to cry a bit.
,
borrow from neighbours
bank some money,
build it again
get rid of our fear
it won't collapse again
in the war
,
the repeating is rare ...
.............................
a friend's death
mean to look,
to the sky
,
yell and scream,
to cry my solitude
,
to wear black,
to walk with him to a
final destination
he is not going to die
again
one death,
we all have one death
......................
losing the parents,
become an orphan,
permission to be angry
,
retreat awhile for 3 days
place the gardenia,
on fresh dug earth,
return for the living,
impossible to be orphaned twice
........................
pain is waiting,
unknown moment
stop at the gap at the door.
fear overfills
,
a tear drops silently,
solitude,
a breath.
Neveen Abou El Ola July 2012
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