A dream in the dunes
Friday, November 12, 2010
How Did Jean Lafitte Die
Rebelde
"One day I
to rebel against the oracles, I am assigned
morning without sun,
who refuse to herald my tracks
the next morning, my name cleared
sunsets
of the universe, my heart raffle
auction likely lives.
One day
me to rebel against my kind,
and fly with the birds as
birds in the sky I shake this powder
conviction that stifles life. "
Time goes "Time is always going
leaving
callused hands of history.
Years rush
like pearls on a string
on longevity and memory
exile. Providence
size
our steps tomorrow on a road with no arms, no flowers
edges,
and without you in the skyline.
Time is always going
dragging the scars of the universe into a north
apotheosis.
The days fly noiselessly
as birds of prey,
the roof of this house without following nesting
the dream of our children
Time is always going. "
-Luali
Lesham came into the world in a rather than "determined" that could not be anything but a poet, was born in 1971 in Ergad Aalberse (The dunes of sleep) Tiris in the region in the southeast of Western Sahara, BA, has worked as a journalist and has participated in numerous poetry anthologies of Western Sahara.
A Sahrawi woman told me that for her this song
is a symbol of the struggle of his people
for dignity and freedom;
think it's a great choice ...
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