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“The Earth is Closing on Us”

The earth is closing on us
Pushing us through the last passage
And we tear off our limbs to pass through.
The earth is squeezing us.
I wish we were its wheat
So we could die and live again.
I wish the earth was our mother
So she’d be kind to us.

I wish we were pictures on the rocks
For our dreams to carry as mirrors.
We saw the faces of those to be killed
By the last of us
In the last defence of the soul.
We cried over their children’s feast.
We saw the faces of those
Who’ll throw our children
Out of the windows of the last space.
Our star will hang up in mirrors.

Where should we go after the last frontiers?
Where should the birds fly after the last sky?
Where should the plants sleep
After the last breath of air?

We will write our names with scarlet steam.
We will cut off the head of the song to be finished by our flesh.
We will die, here in the last passage.
Here and here our blood will plant its olive tree.

Mahmoud Darwish.
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