e-poetria la lubnan

Tired of waiting
A continuum of sorrow
Compiled by those who don’t care
Imposed on those who do.
Leave us alone!
Don’t you understand what
Enough is enough means?
The same faces
The same mistakes.

You remember what I told you about losing hope?
Losing hope in this country?
I am
I feel it beginning.

Give us a break from history
Where is the future if we are marching backwards?

What is in a passport?
A Lebanon stamped to my name.
But it is so easy to leave
Leave you and all I belong to.
Is this what you want?
Me to leave?
Leave
And never come back?

I deserve it.
I deserve what you have refused to offer.
And I am angry at you for it.
I am tired of waiting for what shall never come.
I refuse to be a nobody.
Lebanon is but a few thousand kilometers squared
Hurt, you are hurting me.
The blocked streets are damaging my circulation
My heart is aching
My breathing is difficult
Thanks to burning tires
Choking the essence of life
Out of a flag that no strong wind can ever pick up.

Lebanon,
You are betraying me.
Time and time again.
Can’t you refuse.
Can’t you shout it?
Say it!
Stop hurting me!
Say it!
You are supposed to be better than this.
Politics is nothing compared to the hearts of humans.

Your tragedy,
My tragedy,
Is that I cannot understand you.
And you refuse to understand me.
And the world looks, confused, moves on
You become invisible even to those who are concerned
And then your tragedy loses value
It continues,
But no one listens
Lebanon?
Who is Lebanon?
What is Lebanon?

Tired of being stuck in the middle.
Tired of blood and blocked roads.
Burning tires and angry mobs.
Islam.
Christianity.
Who cares?
I want Lebanon.
Lebanon,
Come out
Come out
Where ever you are…

Ana- January 28, 2007