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To a Late Friend
No more asking of “what” and “why”;
As always, silence replaces the weeping.
I keep repeating that you are not alive,
But you are not dead either, you are just sleeping.
I hear your steps on the staircase,
Your voice rushes in, then, the smell of your hair.
You smile at me, and I look through your face
As the cold of eternity fills up the air
And rests on the lifeless face ...
Wednesday 17th February 2021 12:11 am
When your soul returns to Ras Dashen
When your soul returns to Ras Dashen many years from now,
Time will stop to acknowledge your final descent.
Time will give no pardon. Time will take no vow.
As a child again, you will walk through the land.
At the mountain foot olive trees are the same;
They were guarding your peace from below and above.
When the world seemed unfair – this is where you came,
This is where you...
Tuesday 16th February 2021 11:59 pm
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