A Swing
.
.
On the choice swing
Fear hurls me
Into the bosom of “No”
Desire grows for “Certainly”
Persistence rebels
“No”, “A thousand times no”
then, “Aye”, “Certainly”
. . . and “Why not”
.
I run away from the decision guillotine
To embrace “Perhaps”
While . . .
While . . .
Fear hurls me
Into the bosom of “No”
Desire grows for “Certainly”
Persistence rebels
“No”, “A thousand times no”
then, “Aye”, “Certainly”
. . . and “Why not”
.
I run away from the decision guillotine
To embrace “Perhaps”
While . . .
While . . .
.
by Fatiha Morchid
from Ima’aat
publisher: Dar Attakafah, Casablanca
translation by author