Dear Lebanon

July 17, 2020

There’s a wound in you
That challenges us not to love
so we could love, regardless
There are people in you
That are intolerant and ignorant
So we learn to tolerate, regardless
There are ideas entrenched within you
That we should not stand close
When they kneel to a different god
Or to no god at all
So we stand close anyway
There are places within you
That are devoid of hope
So that we could hope anyway
There is a darkness
That hovers over all of your tomorrows
So that we live monstrously
like it’s the last of our days
There is a scar that runs through our chests
And onto our parents’ wrinkling skin
That’s even deeper than the void
That is this
This pressing thought
That I might as well leave
To some other place.
And I would have
Had it not been for my family
And The people I hope to keep
But then the life in me shatters and whispers “You’ll see them on Christmas
Before the new year”
“You’ll see them over Adha
And if the summer is clear”
Lebanon
Lebanon
You tiny little trace
In this gigantic merciless space
You’ve crushed us all
slowly
Every day
You’ve always been like this
Long lost and washed away
I am sorry
I am angry
I do not have the heart
To hope today
But I swear by at least this
That regardless of the horror that is this
If I had a choice
I would have loved you anyway.

 

 

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