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
Munia Khan (2020)
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