A Collection of Poems

Gun, alone, not kills Man, alone, kills Man manufactures the gun Man pulls the trigger on the gun

Peace! We’ve gathered in the name of Allah May we disperse in the name of Allah. Let it be.

Arms outstretched so far it embraces the Sahara desert, not minding the scorching heat as it tortures her like a thief.

Ignorance of the word is ignorance of wisdom.

Always, we searched in the stone river, while the slaughterhouse was waiting for us, long before we turned the saccharin of words into infla...

It's in those Who fight them To release that Stored in venom

Rejoice and shout with laughter Throw all your burdens down, If God has been so gracious As to make you black or brown.

Good evening people, Good evening people

History’s white hand wrote my country’s course In a language that will come back and hunt her In the twenty first century;

A littered mind A disused thought A muffled song A caged bird

Along the route of this river, with a little luck, we shall chance upon our brothers' fortune, hidden with that cold smile

After our bloody century, the sea will groan under its weight, somewhere between breasts and anus. Filled with toxins, her belly will not ...

I'm in ripe middle age Facing the difficulties of a new page Yet I'm expected to be a sage Though I'm bound in my little cage...