Revelations that don't stop coming
..so the boy grows with a dream
that just won't stand still
one day he wants to rule the world
and invade the sea...
with a wooden sword and a bed sheet tied around his neck
he battles his mother's scarecrow,
ten feet away from the hedge
so the girl next-door can see
next day he wakes up to a revelation...
a girl's heart to conquer
is a prize of honey and gold
he could not resist...
and he learns the sweet talk
and he learns to lure
and he lives the hunter's dream
oblivious that he is the prey
he feels himself grow and grow
he thinks life is too narrow
the tightness binds him when he should be free
and all of a sudden his dream becomes a horse
glorious, wild and free
and for years, he wakes and sleeps to his dream
he wants to be glorious, wild and free
and I never knew
what to make of the dark boy's dream
seeing him all big and grown.
I couldn't see his dream
the one that just won't stand still
but when he spoke of running to the sunset
and never coming back, I laughed.
and he ran to the sunset
and never came back
and the revelation came to me
that a boy grows and his world tightens
but he'll always be
just a boy grown grey
with a dream that just won't stand still
Dec.14 2009 2:08 AM
Reader's Mail
You wrote to me:
Feb 21, 2008
The mark of a great poet I imagine is that anyone can relate to thepoems as if they were one's own - reading into the themes one's ownvaried particulars. When I read your poem, in your case I had imaginedit be Israel-Palestine. But both Deep and Dark segments also stand ontheir own as independent poems, and I could also map my particulars tothem. I Look forward to reading some of your other ones too. You havean uncanny nack for beautiful imagery-expression! MashaAllah. Yourbook will sell for sure in the West - if you make it happen. Salaams,
Zahir Ibrahim
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Jan 7, 2008
Dear hend
Thanks for this profound article, we need more articles and civilized actions to release the truth for the western people in their languages.
best wishes
yahya alqaissi
Amman
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Jan 7, 2008
Good Work Hend .... It is our right to express, question and demand answers and you put it all in a summarized, yet profound way :) God Bless U
Rana K. Akhal
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Dec 24,2007
I write in peace and wanted to share with you that Cindy Sheehan sent your poem to me and I know that I feel an acute responsibility for everything that is happening in the middle east and especially in Iraq. I protest with all I can give...I write letters to our administration....I stand out in the cold and the heat; in snow storms and rainstorms with signs raised and blocking recruitment stations...I haunt the offices of my congressmen...and still they are not listening!
But, I will not stop until this nightmare has stopped.
My heart goes out to every mother who has suffered the loss of their child; to every family who has suffered an injury; to every family who has had to flee.
I do believe that this country that I live in is doomed if we continue on the course we are headed. And, I do believe that money is in control here...that the very rich (which unfortunately comprises a good deal of our leadership) makes decisions to line their own pockets and they do not care about the future of either of our countries or of our children.
Please, keep writing and speaking out as I feel it is only the support of the international community in the efforts of peace that will force the administration of the United States to end this war and this nightmare for all of us.
In peace and love,
Carolyn Cole
Thank you Carolyn
I and the world will appreciate your efforts
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Dec 24, 2007
Dear Hend
I have spent some time in your country and I am very sorry for what the US has done to your "part of the world"
As our world shrinks, I realize that you are my sister and I will try even harder to help bring peace to your region.
The poem was very meaningful to me.Love and sal'aam
Cindy Sheehan
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Dec 3, 2007
Dear Hend,
your poetry is very beautiful, very moving, you appreciate each moment and you present sadness with such dignity.
Thank you for sharing it!I will CC my friend, Bronwyn so she can read it too
All the best to you,
Marie Maciak
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Nov 3, 2007
Hello!
You have never met me and possibly never will, sadly. My name is Kohleun and I'm a university student, studying philosophy and women's studies, in a small town in Oregon, U.S.A. Searching the Internet, I found your blog on Google, and your poetry delights me. I also love to write and read poetry; actually, I breathe through it.
My roommate and her family live in Jordan and she and I are both saddened by the stereotypes and assumptions that are made about Arab women by people in the United States. Stereotypes should be dissolved.
Thank you! Thank you!
Peace be with you and yours,
Kohleun Adamson
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