History Laughs At Both The Victim And

If You Live, Live Free Or Die Like The Trees, Standing Up.

A Person Can Only Be Born In One Place. However, He May Die Several Times Elsewhere: In The Exiles And Prisons, And In A Homeland Transformed By The Occupation And Oppression Into A Nightmare.

Where Can I Free Myself Of The Homeland In My Body?

One Day, I Will Be A Poet. Water Will Depend On My Visions.

She Does Not Love You. Your Metaphors Thrill Her You Are Her Poet. But That's All There's To It.