Below is “Travel Tickets”, by Palestinian poet Samih Qasim, “The day I am killed, my killer. . .will find travel tickets, one to peace. . .the other to the conscience of mankind”, so very apt to the situation in Bahrain, where millions of dinar are being spent on PR to ensure that the conscience of mankind the world over remains ignorant of the crimes of the Khalifa regime in Bahrain.
How sad then, to see Samih Qasim, heir to the tradition of Mahmood Darwish, is scheduled to recite his poetry at Bahrain’s 2012 “Spring of Culture”, a PR event designed to ensure that the world thinks that everything is alright in Bahrain and that the murders, torture, gassings and beatings aren’t going on.
In the name of the martyrs of Bahrain and of Palestine, I ask Samih Qassim to reconsider his invitation to Bahrain, don’t participate in the regime’s attempts to cover up its crimes.
وعندما أٌقتَل في يومٍ من الأيام
سيَعثُر القاتل في جيبي
على تذاكِرِ السفر:
واحدة الى السلام
واحدة الى الحقول والمطر
الى ضمائر البشر
ارجوك الّا تُهمِل التذاكر
يا قاتلي العزيز
ارجوك ان تسافر
And I dedicate “Travel Tickets” to Ahmed Farhan
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,
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.