As usual

Saini Sa'aB

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As usual
A harsh gray flood was coming toward us.

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How was it started?
Who was guilty?
Which royal boat would be capsized?
Who would win that blood-wave-riding?
We didn't know.
There was no time for thinking,
but as usual we only ought to be dammed against it.

The harsh gray-red-flood
was passing through our ever-ruined village,
and our ashes were dancing
in the memories of war-brides.

For centuries we have played the same act.
And now we, the forgotten victims,
are waiting for the next War.


 
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