2017, Hala Ali
Who am I?
photo: the remains of our house and street in Syria
photo: the remains of our house and street in Syria
Here, in a remote place
Where the sound is inaudible
My footsteps harmonize with the river path
The river that is reviving the life to reveal a new plan {way}
who are you? Says the Voice of the unknown
My heartbeat accelerates with the search for the questioner
There is no one!!
Lift up my heart to complete my avenue
who are you ?? he said again... what is your name ??
My name!! My name is a name of four letters built from my family's love
I am The H in Horizon that travels to search for the beginning and the ending
Hamlet battling for Humanity using the Handle of sincerity
I am the A in the Alphabet and the Autograph that is woven on the forgotten autumn leaves
the Antiques of hope matrix on store shelves
I am a Lecturer in existence for students seeking the secret of survival
I am the Armour.
Where are you from?
Another arrow hits me again
My tongue gives the answer without my will
I am from nowhere from everywhere from here and there
I am from Palestine from the country of religions and Non-religious
From the country which is engraved deep in my soul
I am from Jerusalem and the spirit of holiness
From the country of steadfastness
I am the Syrian jasmine
I am from the old alley of Damascus from the walls of the mosque and church
I am from two countries where people are tired of war and life
From two peoples persistence in the face of the Destiny, where joy is blended with sorrow
I'm from here
from now!!
Where are you now then? The sound comes from far fades with the wind
I lookup
where am I????? I run, I am out of breath, I sweat
Darkness, a single light, fixing my steps to him
I am there
I Know this place
I'm in the train of memories
He, she, and they all of them are here
And only one empty chair.
The journey begins
The waterfall of memories collapses
The train stops for a moment
I gather my strength to see which station has been chosen
I look from the pain portal
I am in the time station between childhood and youth
I am with my brothers, running behind our laughter,
We paint our hopes
We play with the ball of our fate
He passed it to me
Passed it far past me
They disappeared
Fear overcame my heart
I'm in my room alone hearing only my breath
Two years and the grief becomes my friend
Tears watering my pillow
Time has no meaning, the pain won’t end, tomorrow won’t come
I walk and walk, the road is limitless
Until the day of war arrives
A war that only the weak know
It wounds only the innocent
In each breath the walls shake from danger, the danger of losing, losing..
I carry my eyes away from the window, asking my heart to calm down
My journey won’t end
I will be what will become
I will be the messenger of the unknown
I will be the title and the tenor
I will inform of the oppressor and the oppressed
Of the murderer and the murdered, the ruler and the ruled
I will be a free gazelle with passion wings
I will jump away from the border and cross all the oceans
Until there are no more boundaries
To discover who am I...
His laughter brings me back from the self.
Enough, enough I can’t answer your inquiries anymore
When will the torrent of questions stop?
When will you stop?
Says
Until the infinity
Util nothing remains from your sins in the universe
Until your parts are scattered around the ground self.
But Why this curiosity about who I am?
Tell me who are you?
Says:
I am behind you beside you and around you
I am your shadow and your light
I am your past and your future
I am your joy and your sadness
I am who you are and who you will be
I am you!
Where the sound is inaudible
My footsteps harmonize with the river path
The river that is reviving the life to reveal a new plan {way}
who are you? Says the Voice of the unknown
My heartbeat accelerates with the search for the questioner
There is no one!!
Lift up my heart to complete my avenue
who are you ?? he said again... what is your name ??
My name!! My name is a name of four letters built from my family's love
I am The H in Horizon that travels to search for the beginning and the ending
Hamlet battling for Humanity using the Handle of sincerity
I am the A in the Alphabet and the Autograph that is woven on the forgotten autumn leaves
the Antiques of hope matrix on store shelves
I am a Lecturer in existence for students seeking the secret of survival
I am the Armour.
Where are you from?
Another arrow hits me again
My tongue gives the answer without my will
I am from nowhere from everywhere from here and there
I am from Palestine from the country of religions and Non-religious
From the country which is engraved deep in my soul
I am from Jerusalem and the spirit of holiness
From the country of steadfastness
I am the Syrian jasmine
I am from the old alley of Damascus from the walls of the mosque and church
I am from two countries where people are tired of war and life
From two peoples persistence in the face of the Destiny, where joy is blended with sorrow
I'm from here
from now!!
Where are you now then? The sound comes from far fades with the wind
I lookup
where am I????? I run, I am out of breath, I sweat
Darkness, a single light, fixing my steps to him
I am there
I Know this place
I'm in the train of memories
He, she, and they all of them are here
And only one empty chair.
The journey begins
The waterfall of memories collapses
The train stops for a moment
I gather my strength to see which station has been chosen
I look from the pain portal
I am in the time station between childhood and youth
I am with my brothers, running behind our laughter,
We paint our hopes
We play with the ball of our fate
He passed it to me
Passed it far past me
They disappeared
Fear overcame my heart
I'm in my room alone hearing only my breath
Two years and the grief becomes my friend
Tears watering my pillow
Time has no meaning, the pain won’t end, tomorrow won’t come
I walk and walk, the road is limitless
Until the day of war arrives
A war that only the weak know
It wounds only the innocent
In each breath the walls shake from danger, the danger of losing, losing..
I carry my eyes away from the window, asking my heart to calm down
My journey won’t end
I will be what will become
I will be the messenger of the unknown
I will be the title and the tenor
I will inform of the oppressor and the oppressed
Of the murderer and the murdered, the ruler and the ruled
I will be a free gazelle with passion wings
I will jump away from the border and cross all the oceans
Until there are no more boundaries
To discover who am I...
His laughter brings me back from the self.
Enough, enough I can’t answer your inquiries anymore
When will the torrent of questions stop?
When will you stop?
Says
Until the infinity
Util nothing remains from your sins in the universe
Until your parts are scattered around the ground self.
But Why this curiosity about who I am?
Tell me who are you?
Says:
I am behind you beside you and around you
I am your shadow and your light
I am your past and your future
I am your joy and your sadness
I am who you are and who you will be
I am you!
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