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The Sultan

Poem No.: 126 النص العربي: لا يوجد


If I were promised safety,

If I could meet the Sultan

I would say to him: O my lord the Sultan!

My cloaks has been torn by your ravenous dogs,

your spies are following me all the time.

Their eyes

their noses

their feet are chasing me

like destiny, like fate

They interrogate my wife

and write down all the names of my friends.

O Sultan!

Because I dare to approach your deaf walls,

because I tried to reveal my sadness and tribulation

I was beaten with my shoes.

O my lord the Sultan!

you have lost the war twice

because half our people has no tongue.


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