In the Drug Addict’s Street   Adeeb Kamal Ad-Deen From the balcony of my room overlooking The street of the drunken, the drug addicted and the naked women, I appear to my drunken audience every night To speak to them about God, Love, And peace. My audience were patient, But they mocked at me when I left the balcony. When I became seventy years old One of them who was extremely drunk and violent Shouted at me, 'You false prophet, We got bored with your God And your false words about him. Show us a miracle, You lying prophet!' I got confused, trembled And my throat dried. I no longer saw anything But my fingers extended to my heart, Took from it a white bird And threw it towards the audience. The bird flew over the audience Then rose higher and higher Until the audience shouted with happiness. And the one who damned me wept When he saw my corpse collapsing on the ground. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ الصفحة الرئيسية All rights reserved جميع الحقوق محفوظة Home