ቅ፣ for the throat you have to break
ቅ፣ for the neck you have to bend
ቅ፣ for the habit you have to shatter
To speak my tongue.
Tsm ፣ for the jaw you have to grip
Tsm ፣ for the lips you have to squeeze
Tsm ፣ for the teeth you have to suck
To sound my sadness.
Elelelel ፣ for the pace you have to keep
Elelelel ፣ for the tongue you have to race
Elelelel ፣ for the scream you have to sing
To voice my joy.
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Would love to hear what y'all think in the comments!
2019
Bushra Kokeb
JE LEEST
Solstice: A Collection
Poëzie○○○ The dying year weeps into the shoulder of tomorrow, The wails of a child are no match for its gloom. For the majesty of winter's love child, what am I to do but bow and bleed in the wake of the solstice? ●●●
