AND I WILL

Yesterday I slept just five hours

and now, at four in the morning,

as the landscape brightens

and the birds are singing

loud, I'm tired. I could go

and sleep ten hours, or twelve.

And I will, and fifty people

will be murdered while I sleep

peacefully on my bed or sofa,

entire families to be dug up

under rubble, bodies torn

or burned. I listen to the birds

singing, decide to try to translate

one short poem before

I use my privilege

while others will be murdered.

No bomb or missile

will interrupt me, leave

the poem unfinished,

the dream unfinished,

the life unfinished.

01.07.2025

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