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Extracted from " Aljeedariah" A poem written by Mahoomed Dirweesh.

Translated By : Haitham Ahmed Al-Shamiri.

O' Death, just wait a while till I fulfill

The preparations of my funeral in the fail spring
Where I have been born, where every orator I shall sternly tell
Not to repeat what they have said about this sad land
And about the fig and olive's resistance in facing
The time and his army, then I shall say, me do spill
With Nun's holly letter, where does my soul fill
Surat-ALRAHMAN of the Holly Qur'an, and you keep walking
With me silently following my grand-fathers' foot-prints and
The impact of the ageless flute, and you; never will
Put upon my grave violet flowers, for violet is being
The dejected's flower, it reminds the death of the dying
Love as died before its time, so do lay-down
Seven green ears of corn upon the coffin that if
Are found, and some of wind-flowers that if
Are found, or just leave
churches' flowers for the churches and brides.
O' Death, just wait till I pack
My bag, my toothbrush, and soap,
My shaver and cologne, and my clothes.