Make way for the young!
I’d hate to be the one to break it to you
(or no, not really, I don’t care),
but you’re dying soon.
Stop being so selfish, will you?
Are 70 years of living, dominion and destroying not enough?
Make some space
or at least allow us to claim some.
Lift the censorship off our voice, our ideas, our creativity and our eroticism.
Don’t persecute our idealism and turn it into radicalism or cynicism.
Ideas cannot be sent into exile like oppressed bodies
they only get spatially and temporally displaced.
You’re only hindering the inevitable.
The youth will wake up from this death-like sleep
and they will rise,
their voices will be heard and their ideas will materialize,
doing away with your old convictions, structures and oppressive systems.
They say cats are liquid, they fit wherever they sit.
We weren’t liquid.
We weren’t that malleable,
but did we have a choice other than to change our body’s materiality
or disappear into the lurking shadows of a dusty apartment in Tahrir square?
The youth’s hair is greying.
And, no, not just the trendy silver.
The faces are dry
and a wrinkle appears where the frown never ceases.
Many give up, even more burn out.
But some, some have this radical hope
that others call naïve.
And the pharaoh will succumb to the young.
2 replies on “ The Young ”
Nice thoughts, and specially i like “We weren’t liquid” . 100% agree with you.
Ideas cannot be sent into exile like oppressed bodies, I found this is unique and true sentence. Hope you are doing well and followed you. Love to read even more from you