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Long ago, they didn’t know

how to starve

They never remained thirsty, either.

Only in the holy month

they stayed without food and water

for many hours

And they loved it


Now they feel like eating

the wounded ants

from an abandoned cookie-jar

They don't want to live

in this southern edge

of the Arabian peninsula

They want a hail storm to come

and rescue them

as they are so parched

The dryness of the bombshell

makes them more dehydrated

than last summer


The most surprising hit-and-run raids

don't surprise them anymore

They only care about

their choked up throats and lives

They only want to drink some water

No ... no blood, only water



Makes me think that ...

In 2020 the world was dominated by the Covid 19 pandemic. So much so that one may seek forgiveness for loosing sight of the horrors and tragedies that continued around trhe world. In her work, Yemen, Khan points us to one such situation.



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