FARHAN KALASH (poem)
The last doves
We look as the doves
Moving from destroyed hause to another
From falling wall to another
From killed dignity to martyr's shadow
Holding an egg inside a wounded cavity
With baby dove
Coming from a destroyed city
Looking for a peaceful
Looking for a home without armies
Looking for a park without burned tank
Looking for a station without any raping story
These doves will back again
Back to that dream
Painful dream about that city's remnant
In the memories
Kids looking for breathing
Looking for broken doll, through a field full of fear
Looking for their mothers between the mass
With eyes waiting a miracle coming from GOD.
Doves will come back again
Through the same way
And the will die at the same way.