by Taha Muhammad Ali [my translation]
We didn’t cry
as we left.
We had no time
no tears
no farewell.
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
no moon.
That night we lost our star
our lamp.
We didn’t sleep
so how would we wake?
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