by Taha Muhammad Ali [my translation]
We didn’t cry
when we left.
We had no time
no tears
no farewell
we had no goodbye.
We had no idea
this was goodbye
the goodbye
so how would we have cried?
We didn’t lie awake
(we didn’t sleep)
the night we left.
That night
we had no night
no light
the moon didn’t rise.
That night we lost the star
our lamp, gone
our share of sleep
not denied us
so how would we lie awake?
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