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Sunday, 20 September 2020

Moroni my princess - Soeuf Elbadawi

Moroni, my princess
with poor feet,
catches a cold and gets drunk on
bad weather days

but what do you want us to say to him?
the truth of a worry
or the lie of an
expensive orgy night ?

the Moroni blues.
this city so small but so unique

we invoke him tonight
to heal the wounds
of a people who are tearing themselves apart
to the rhythm of a soap

our dream. if it
is that this city becomes one day
a love of utopia

and that the learning of loneliness
gives way

to the invention
of a new sibling
who
will no longer be afraid of the irritation of the world .

that Moroni becomes
a city of all possibilities

Soeuf Elbadawi (born 1970) Comoros

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