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when the earth shall disappear
After Amirah Al Wassif
when the earth, this earth, shall disappear
and the head of the last god skewered
next to its rotting corpse,
a new world will be ushered in
a new world where fishes would survive in the dry
a new world where birds won’t need wings to fly
a new world where flowers would be loved
for more than their beauty
in that new world, we shall dance with the stars
on the palms of floating sky,
ride on the back of the moon and make love
on a bed made of bloated clouds
while leaning on the sun.
when the earth, this earth, shall disappear
and the last tyranny is skinned alive
and seared in the urn of his own lies
a new world will be ushered in
a new world where war will be a myth
confined to history books
in that world, no parent will endure
the biting ache of burying their child
as its dwellers will only die of old age.
in that world, you will not have to put on
your tv and stiffen at the sight
of children starving in gaza.
in that world, grief will be a mere word
in dictionaries for something forgotten
and unlike the poets of this world
in whose poems grief is a worn cliché,
poets of that world will only write
of flowers, of coffee, of sex, of skies…
in that world, we shall not know of lack.
call it luck but we shall reap not where we sowed
but where, like birds, our beaks rip in.
in that world, no heart will know of tears
and of fears as the stings of sorrow and of death
shall be rendered impotent forevermore
in that world, the only price for anything
and everything will be a wish:
we shall all have all we wish for
when the earth, this earth, shall disappear
© MK Kuol
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