In celebration of the birth of January 21, 2017

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By Kamal Soleimani

 

A candle!

Twinkling in the darkest night,

Stands the burning cold,

Enlightens

Boosts the warmth of being

Defying the darkening night

A night,

Has marshaled its forces,

Against the tiniest remaining light

***

The night,

Still can’t hide,

Its fear and fright of

a candle light

It is a threat to

The deepest

The darkest corners

of the suffocating night

***

A dark night,

Captivated by its darkest side

By mustiest smokes,

Gloomiest clouds:

Misogyny,

Xenophobia,

Bigotry,

All the seeds that Lucifer

Planted with might

To paint

All the gardens,

The walls

Followers,

Waterfalls,

The light

Mountains,

The pages of a children’s book

Playgrounds

Little white Bonnies

The rainbow

Even the snow

With a fake gold paint

A thinly veiled tar

Yet,

The little candle is burning

Its rays of light

As undying hopes,

Is eternal

Like water

Gives birth to the green

Makes the trees blossom

Like grass,

Rips up the dirt,

Like a woman

Sustains birth,

Delivers to a new world

Ensures rebirth

Only

She can recreate the life

 

Note:

This poem is dedicated to the US women’s march written by  Kurdish academic, Dr Kamal Soleimani – an Assistant Professor at Queens College-New York. 

 

 

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