viernes, 21 de diciembre de 2012

The Seed Keepers: A Recital

 
Burn our land
burn our dream
pour acid onto our songs
cover with sawdust
the blood of our massacred people
muffle with your technology
the screams of all that is free,
wild and indigenous.
 
Destroy,
destroy
our grass and soil
raze to the ground
every farm and every village
our ancestors had built,
every tree, every home
every book, every law
and all the equity and harmony. 

Flatten with your bombs
every valley; erase with your edits
our past,
our literature; our metaphor. 

Denude the forests
and the earth
till no insect,
no bird
no word
can find a place to hide.
Do that and more. 

I do not fear your tryanny
I do not despair ever
for I guard one seed
a little live seed
and I shall safeguard
and plant again. 

Fawaz Turki 

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