The last tear

The last tear

Written By:
Abbas Bani Al-Maliki /Iraq
Translated By :
Hassan Hegazy Hassan / Egypt

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My father ……!
When you left
I did not weep for you
But you did!
All-stars descended in your eyes
Increasing your light in the long journey
There is only one Moon in my sky
Afraid of  loneliness
In the moment of the world’s coming
into his weak body
 
Father …..!
I weep you now
Everyday all-stars come from your travel
Descending in my eyes
Forming my vision
Your photo in my travel is teaching me
How to divide my dream into days
Before mirror’s coming out from the day’s sack
I learn how to collect all butterflies,
Whose wings are burned on their trial
 to travel to the sky on the dew’s ladders
 
Father …..!
Your travel has become the date of
 my leaving away from this land,
It has become my memory in the spring
,  decreasing every day to meet you ….
And restore our home which was robbed by air
and vanished behind a sun that fell in night
losing his memory …
Father …. Father …father !!
Come back…!  come back!
Fall like a meteor on my chest
To pat on my back
Steps have exhausted me
Who takes me  to lean on him
Routes have taken me away
Not here, not there!
I have never completed
And your Moon has been eaten by
the whales’ dust
 
Father  ….. Father!
F
A
T
H
E
R
Handful … handful
Dust fell down
Blocking the roads of air /time/light
Raining heavily out of my senses
To silence,  deeper than the silence
to darkness, heavier than darkness
Handful … handful
Dust fell down
Farewell … to where no farewell,
Fell down ….
To goodbye,  where no goodbye …. ??!!
 
Dust fell down … farewell!
Dust fell down …!
The mourners left except one tear
penetrating all this,
 that is pulling me … purifying me
Ah .. it is my father’s tear ….!
f..a..r..e..w..e..l..l
falling … falling
the hole was filled,
became equal
and the clouds remained
on the viewer’ eyes
weeping my father’s trees
…….??
Do I wake one day
Without a coffin?!!!…
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