This  is a poet of many places

where life,

time,

and space

are  …

My Friend Hassan

The entrusted president visited some of the cities of the nation

and when he visited he told us:

bring your complains truthfully in the open

and don’t be scared of anyone

for this era has gone

So my friend Hassan said:

My master where is the loaf of bread and the milk?

And where is securing the shelter?

And where is providing the jobs?

and where is the medicine for the poor without a price

My Master, we did not see any of this at all …

The president said with sorrow:

May my lord burn my body

All of this is happening in my land!

Thanks for your truthfulness

in bringing the matter to us my son..

Tomorrow you will see what is good!

And after a year he visited us and again said:

Bring your complains truthfully in the open

and don’t be scared of anyone for this era has gone

No one complained…

so I stood up and said:

Where is the loaf of bread and the milk?

And where is securing the shelter?

And where is providing the jobs?

and where is the medicine for the poor without a price?

Forgive me my master!

and where is

my friend Hassan !?

Poet Ahmad Matar