Oak Accusation

By Marah Bukai

When the storm approaches
Push forward your body,
So it will not deteriorate.
Do not bow your head.
It is the time for tall stature,
Wide forehead,
And fierce confrontation.

The Oak accusation
Is the virtue of the merry soul.
The herb’s deception
Is atrophy, flaccidity, atheism.

When the storm approaches
Repeat the verse of the wind.
When the soul flees,
Dig your grave deep within your frame...

Or repeat the verse of the wind:

No to a deaf parapet in the heart of the city giving birth.
No to crowded podiums while buried alive are our innermost worries.
No to antibiotics while cancer is the illness.
No to veiling the truth and legislating the veil to conceal a sin.
No to a word stolen from a shelf to manipulate a language.
No to a gunshot of unknown caliber…and target.
No to dubbing silent movies in the era of the three-dimensional screen.
No to the decline of the existential precondition of humanity:
freedom… freedom… freedom!

When the storm approaches
Repeat the verse of the wind:
No to cautious margins and yes for unconcealed headlines.

When the storm approaches
Cry out:
No to the herb’s deception.
Yes to the Oak accusation.

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