I have a « nightmare »

I woke up hearing a big crowd, what happened?  Another revolution? No, impossible revolt against what? There is no more dictatorship, may be the French colonization is back?  Several things passed across my head.

I went out in a hurry with my pajama and nothing in my foot, and at my big surprise I saw…

I saw thousands no actually millions of people walking to a precise direction exactly to the east. Why they’re all going that way? There is what in the east? What I know well is that our country is bordered by a sea in all the east coast and nothing else special.

These people are maybe fleeing something? No, they don’t look like; they’re rather hurrying to reach something and not anything, something very valuable and a rare opportunity.

Anyway, I’ve stopped someone I know well, he got a well known little grocery because we all buy our food needs in it. Where the hell are you all going? What happened?

I didn’t believe what I’ve heard; they’re going to the Mediterranean Sea! What, the sea is spitting gold and diamonds?

No, there is no more sea

What? Are you kidding?

No, that’s the truth, the country has waked up on that fact, the sea is gone, I can’t believe it!

I kept silent for two minutes trying to realize the news.Is it the end of the world, I’ve always imagined it beginning by a natural disaster, that’s it.

But, why all these people are going to the same direction? Why?

Ah! You don’t know?

Astonished

No. I was supposed to guess it, is it so evident?

Yes, my brother, it is an unusual opportunity.

You’re turning me crazy!

I was thinking about the end of the world, and he’s talking about opportunities!

Yes, indeed, they’re going to their eternal dream.

Do you mean heaven?

You’re very close, they’re going to Europe there are no more borders between Europe and Africa, the borders have disappeared actually dried.

Oh my god, this is a nightmare and i won’t wake up.

At that moment I’ve realized that I was right, it is the end of the world.

To be continued…

 

 

 

 

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Sudden blindness!

Walking in the street today, it seems to me that all the people were blind. Strange, their eyes were wide opened, but no one can see. Everybody was walking near the wall, tottering, bumping everything in their way. Wacky, never seen something like this. Everyone was blind; they can’t feel what happening around. Is it a disease? A plague? What kind of illness is the hell of that?
Hearing the news, I knew it was a curse that has hit the whole world; it has grown in the west and has reached the east then the entire globe. We heard that there is some seeing people somewhere, they were hidden we don’t know where. Some rumors were spread, that seeing people will govern the world. But, how come? They are weak, poor, illiterate, uncivilized, have too much to do to get in touch with the modern civilization. Nevertheless, their ancient were brave men and had a great history. I really doubt about their ability to make it.
If there are still people seeing, there’s still hope that one day all people can see.

Today is my birthday

Should I be happy, should i be sad?
Nobody really cares, actually maybe some.
Trying to remember some happy events instead,
Yesterday is gone, tomorrow will come.
But I didn’t find anything in my head,
The only thing is the love of my mom.
I am thinking every day, while I’ am lying in my bed,
Should I leave, should I stay home?
goodbye is a solution, however is it good or bad?
Going to London, Paris or Rome?

©07 février 2009

Seul autour de la table

ça fait presque trois semaines que le soleil n’a pas éclairé nos journées, la pluie ne s’est pas arrêtée à arroser notre ville, le ciel brumeux, il est dix heures et demi du matin, et Amine est encore allongé sur son lit en train de penser à son plan de journée. Soudain, un son aigu retentisse depuis la cuisine, qui laissait le jeune garçon indifférent, mais pas pour longtemps puisque l’appel de sa mère continu. Dix minutes après, Am, comme aimeraient l’appeler ses amis intimes, est assis devant une table ronde, avec un bois usé , des pieds déséquilibrés, sur laquelle a été gravée les prénoms de tous les membres de la famille, y compris ceux qui n’habitent plus ce toit, ceux qui sont en conflit avec le père de la famille, ceux qui étaient un jour des vrais frères solidaires qui s’aimaient, qui partageaient leurs malheur et leurs bonheur. Am observe son petit déjeuner soigneusement préparer par sa mère, songe à ses souvenirs d’enfance, souriant en imaginant son grand frère Ali entrain de raconter une histoire drôle sur leur gros voisin, anxieux en regardant les chaises vides, rêvant en pensant à sa bien aimée cousine qui vient de quitter le pays avec sa famille. Le même son aigu retentissent encore interrompant sa virée, mais il était plus doux cette fois : Am chérie, ton café va se refroidir. Oui, mère certainement comme toute chose ignorée, délaissée, abandonnée, comme notre foi en dieu, comme notre amour répliqua Am.

عمر الخيام

على الرغم من اختلافي مع بعض أفكار عمر الخيام إلا أن رباعياته تبقى إبداعا شعريا غير عادي

سمعتُ صوتاً هاتفاً في السّحَر

نادى مِن الحانِ : غُفاة البشَر

هبُّوا املأوا كأس الطلى قبَل أن

تَفعم كأس العمرْ كفّ القدَر

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أحسُّ في نفسي دبيب الفناء

ولم أصَب في العيشِ إلاّ الشقاء

يا حسرتا إن حانَ حيني ولم

يُتحْ لفكري حلّ لُغز القضاء

***

تروحُ أيامي ولا تغتدي

كما تهبُّ الريح في الفدفدِ

وما طويتَ النفس هماً عَلى

يومين : أمسْ المنقضى والغدِ

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غدٌ بِظَهْرِ الغيب واليوم لي

وكم يخيبُ الظنُّ في المقبلِ

ولَستُ بالغافلِ حتى أرى

جمالَ دنيايَ ولا أجتلي

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قَد مزَّق البدرُ سنَار الظلام

فأغنم صفَا الوقت وهات المدام

واطرب فإنَّ البدر مِن بعدنا

يسري علينا في طباقِ الرغام

 

 

We are making history

We will never forget what the Israelite did and are doing in Gaza by the help of the United States, and the deep silence of the arable governors and the whole world. That is going to be a black event in the human being. We will never forget this unfair war, this genocide, these crimes of war, our children are seeing these horrible pictures, and their children will see these pictures. The day, when these criminals will be judged, is coming soon, no one can flee the god’s anger.
Don’t you know that the Jews don’t respect any convention, you can take a look at their history they have never respected any convention, yes, am aiming you, who’s blocking the crossing of “Rafah”, do you think that the world is respecting you because of that? you are making a big mistake that the history will never forget, and we will never forget, the Palestinian will never forget, we are making history, you are making us ashamed….

    الَّذِينَ عَاهَدتَّ مِنْهُمْ ثُمَّ يَنقُضُونَ عَهْدَهُمْ فِي كُلِّ مَرَّةٍ وَهُمْ لاَ يَتَّقُونَ) [الأنفال: 56 ] .
(وَإِذْ تَأَذَّنَ رَبُّكَ لَيَبْعَثَنَّ عَلَيْهِمْ إِلَى يَوْمِ الْقِيَامَةِ مَن يَسُومُهُمْ سُوءَ الْعَذَابِ ) .
لَا يُقَاتِلُونَكُمْ جَمِيعًا إِلَّا فِي قُرًى مُّحَصَّنَةٍ أَوْ مِن وَرَاء جُدُرٍ بَأْسُهُمْ بَيْنَهُمْ شَدِيدٌ تَحْسَبُهُمْ جَمِيعًا وَقُلُوبُهُمْ شَتَّى ذَلِكَ بِأَنَّهُمْ قَوْمٌ لَّا يَعْقِلُونَ) (سورة الحشر:14

Stop killing chidren, stop bombing Gaza

why do the world keep silent beside this genocide? why do the world keep silent beside this unfair war? this is not terrorism? do not Bush start his war against terrorism? why didn’t he stop this terrorism? maybe because it is done by Israel.I would say something to people of Gaza, keep patient glory is coming, god is with you. Our heart and soul are with children of Gaza.