Tarek Laugh

There at the far side Tarek was dreaming,
affraid that this dream might escape..and laughing.
Affraid that someone might capture his dream.
So laying down in darkness,
hiding his body in his arms..and laughing.
The secret gurds saw him like,
a scrapped rag unconscious..and laughing.
And when the wind rolls him,starts laughing,
and if his gown pulled up by the wind..laughs more.

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Your majesty :
Tarek is dragging the wind
with both hands,we saw him your majesty.
Tarek is slaping the wind..and laughing.
Lock him down in the prison,
so that he wonts slaps the wind again
and laugh.

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Tarek came back from his picnic in the prison,
leaving behind few years,
his head down between his both legs..and laughing.
Feeling hungry..toke some pieces
of bread left in his gown,and headed away from his family,
chewing the bread..and laughing.
And when his fingers nails stuck,
in every hole on the walls..start laughing.
And if his gown attacked by the wind,
he walks after the wind almost nude..and laughing.

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This Tarek is dangerous in his awakening,
dangerous in his lonelynss
dangerous in his laugh.
He is in all situations laughing your majesty.
Even ..when he is crying.
This Tarek your majesty,
frightening all trees and the wind,
frightening the sleep and awakening
and the bread..and laughs.
Lock him down in the prison,
so he cant disturbe the wind again.
not even the trees,the sleep
and even the dream..and laughs.

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Tarek became old in prison.
He is hopeless now after all these yaears.
As a wasted wolf shouting,
in the darkness..calling:
Let me out please.
The wind will never recognise me,
and my bread..my bread i lost it,
and my dream died inside prison.
The laugh spring i had is dreid now.
Iam a person without consideration.
Iam not what iam..
Release me now.
Im in my full conciousness.
You can check now.
Iam out of the forest madness.
Iam feeling the emptiness,
and cant laugh.
I have no tears..no dreams.
I took out my gown,
and it wont annoys the wind again.
Roll me down on the dirts,
tell my majesty:
Iam a cracked stone if you release me.
Release me..

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Tarek wandered aimlessly the desert,
like a blind worm,
sometimes riding the wind,
and sometimes riding the sand,
and sometimes hiding away from the shadow.
He cant withstand this journey,
so he lied down on the sand.
A pigeon visited him,flapping between his hands,
then dropped above him a wheat seed.
Tarek was happy and said:
Why not i plant it.
It might grow up and give more wheat,
then i can grind.
The secret gurds saw him,
thrown over the sand,
talking to the golden wheat,and dreaming,
creating season in his dream.
Calling a fugitive cloud,
once tarek loved years ago in prison
but did not accept him.

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You Tarek, you are under arrest,
digging the earth,without his majesty permission.
So you can uncover,the incoming years secrets,
hiding under the sand
and calling the immigrated cloud.

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They took him to his majesty,
he was thirsty,nude,and hungry.
The laughing situation attacked him..and laughing.

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They explained to his majesty,
how his fingers were penetrating the desert,
and the cloud privacy,
and how he snatched the seed from the visited pigeon.
Tarek was laughing contineously.

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His majesty shouted at Tarek,
and asked him to keep silent
but Tarek was laughing contineously

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His majesty is really annoyed by Tarek
since 20 years,
he sometimes scratches the cloud,
and sometimes murdering the wind,
and sometimes injuring the earth
and sometimes with silance..and laughing.
How ? But who allwed him to laugh again?
What shall we do with him,
so that our kingdom rest in piece.
And to feel my kingdom clear,
without any remaining laughing creatures?

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Tarek is still laughing.
His majesty shouted:
No.
In my kingdom there is only calmness,
nobody can assault this quietness.
Tarek is still laughing,
his majesty shouted:
No.
I want this human rest forever without any laugh,
not even a movement.

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The gurds saw Tarek in the morning hanged,
on the gate.
And the wind crys..
sheltering his last Laugh.

Tarek Nassif
2005