You come at me
With hate
You come at me
With acid argument
You come at me
So as to erase me
But I’m still here
Breathing the smoke
Staring into the fire
Listening to the explosion
Day follows day
And I still eat when I can
I still sleep even when there’s no bed
I have dignity
I have guts
I have the right to live
Even when there’s no God
To support me
You want to twist me
Out of my land
You want to brand me
As a traitor to Man
But no
I know who I am
I am the weak
I am the hungry
I am the maligned
But I am not silent
The world hears me
The sun sees me
And the moon still passes
Through my nights
I crawl
I beg
I weep
I tear at my heart
I despair
I am Gaza
Do not count me among the dead
Not yet
Not yet
Dan Corjescu teaches at the University of Tübingen’s “Studium Professionale” Program
