CANCER
While I am silent,
My heart is boiling,
My eyes are raining bloody tears.
What is my pain?
Why do I cry silently?
Only I know.
Please don’t ask me,
It’s hurting my heart.
Talking brings no relief,
All is difference and contention.
It’s a serious crisis.
It’s cancer.
If we do not end it
Surely it will end us.
1993 by Yassin Aref