by fernirosso
Reem Banna – Thata Yaoum
One of those days, they surprised me
They pushed my mother and my sister aside, and arrested me
Like statues made of sand,
With faces that have lost the light of eyes,
They were,
The day they came and arrested me,
My father was praying to the God of earth,
In the soil of our field, that has been inherited for centuries
They were,
The day they came and arrested me,
And took me away
And with darkness in jail,
They braided thorns for me*
And on mud and wires,
They dragged me all night
They scrubbed my wounds with sand and salt,
And to a dirty corner, they kicked me
They killed me, on one of those days, my loved ones, but
They killed me, on one of those days, my loved ones, but
My head was held up high…
My head was held up high…
My head was held up high…
