Poem of the Week – Message from a Martyr

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Fire your bullets — our hearts are already ablaze
In this land, grief wells up from my distress
Fire your bullets — you villain — for I
Won’t play at murder or run away
My blood fertilises and refreshes this land
And plants a promising generation that is fully conscious
Limbs grow from seeds of shrapnel
Hands are formed and crowns spring
That bet this land will always be their home —
In every corner they stand their ground
Wherever I am, this land is my passion
Nostalgia is fused with this timeless love
I don’t care if there are explosions
I don’t mind the annihilating thunder

-Mubarkah Bent al-Barra

Source: http://www.poetrytranslation.org/poems/message-from-a-martyr

Read the Original in Arabic: http://www.poetrytranslation.org/poems/message-from-a-martyr/original

More about the poet: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mubarkah_Bent_al-Barra

Image Credit: https://www.pinterest.com/ashtoneclark/mauritania/?lp=true


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