Hiding behind a tank
Waiting for death to kiss them
To hug their tired bodies against
The dark clouds of their brethren’s guns
All their minds sleeping
Inside a frightening nightmare of a hideous war
They never wanted to shoot anyone
All they wanted is a peaceful dream
With the breezy laughter of their sons and daughters
Breathing the sweet saliva of their embellished wives
All they wanted is a fairy day in the bosom of the seashore
Listening to the ebbing and flowing of their dreams
All they wanted is a few seconds with their selves
Thinking about every single minute they lived
Away from their Mighty Lord
Nothing is indeed better than a thank-you prayer
In the heart of a dark night
Washing tons of sins knitted along the wicked years of youth
Think you am silly saying so nay my friend
Just open wide your brain and you’ll see the hidden truth
Within your unmindful soul
For one day you’ll be thrown within a hole
All alone with your sins to face your destiny
No son, no wife, no father or mother
Just alone with your mirthless mirage
Weeping like a child the agonies of your life
MIMOUN ZEGGAI
Oujda 30/12/2014