Philosophy of Life
By: Freeyad Ibrahim
(1)
Looking at the album picture inside the clothes case
Still we, my sister and I, are laughing constantly
So pleased to have our mother's hand
That twenty five years ago rested on our shoulders
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(2)
Not a single tree, not two,
All plants and trees inside the public park,
Had produced their gluey sap:
at the sight of that crying paklava seller child,
So that his small heart
would become once more glued to life
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(3)
The bookshop owner read the menu,
then he folded up the newspaper
and tossed it angrily away!
Out his murmuring, I could understand
bits of what he had said:
Fish, chickpeas, chickens, yoghurt,
Fish, meat, garlic, tomatoes, olives,
all are imprisoned in cans..
Only the sorrow and sadness
are still strollong freely
round the streets!
Freyad Hugo
Heerenveen
October,2021
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
All that are enjoyable in life are imprisoned, only sadness are strolling freely, how tragic is life!