I Still Continue To Walk
And as you see
or do not see
my friend
I continue to walk
It matters very little to me
what has been said against me
This being clearly said
here I am a bedouin
on the hardly being taken road
I am a warrior
whose feet are his blade and sword
I walk with little talk
resting at one time
Harkening at another
with my heart looking out
east and west
south and north
I stand up when I fall
and continue to walk
up and up as a flying bird
who carries his nest
in his heart along
I walk and listen to the songs of life
not knowing if I should cry or sing
I walk, my friend,
I definitely walk
till I meet my smiling fate
and find the garden of spring.
— Chokri Omri
(Tunisia, May 2021)
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