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John Siddique

THE PRIZE

THE PRIZE

THE PRIZE

Now I am blind
I see you.

Now I am deaf
I can hear your love.

Now that my teeth are gone,
I want to taste your meat.

Now that the daylight is short
I live in your light.

Frailty calls at the door everyday,
he is my company and sounding board,
I tell him of the strength I feel inside.

They cleared the wood to
grow a forest.

The bombs I set
bloom in blood shades,
give pleasure in the garden.

The great impact will come
in forgetfulness
when the silences accumulate.
John Siddique

John Siddique

(Verenigd Koninkrijk, 1964)

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THE PRIZE

Now I am blind
I see you.

Now I am deaf
I can hear your love.

Now that my teeth are gone,
I want to taste your meat.

Now that the daylight is short
I live in your light.

Frailty calls at the door everyday,
he is my company and sounding board,
I tell him of the strength I feel inside.

They cleared the wood to
grow a forest.

The bombs I set
bloom in blood shades,
give pleasure in the garden.

The great impact will come
in forgetfulness
when the silences accumulate.

THE PRIZE

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