Wise Words Wednesday

The day I’m killed,
my killer, rifling through my pockets,
will find travel tickets:
One to peace,
one to the fields and the rain,
and one
to the conscience of humankind.
Dear killer of mine, I beg you:
Do not stay and waste them.
Take them, use them.
I beg you to travel.

Samih Al-Qasim, Travel Tickets;  translated by A.Z. Foreman.

Have a good day! 🙂

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