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

Source: The African Book Review