poetry · Issue No. 7, July 1949 · p. 36
The Beginning?
البداية ؟ · نسيب عريضة
“The Woman's Voice” raises it to the Arab peoples.
Shroud him
and bury him
and lodge him
in the deep pit of the grave.
And go your way — do not mourn him, for he is
a dead people that will not wake.
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They humbled him,
they killed him,
they loaded upon him
more than he could bear.
He has borne humiliation with patience
for ages — in humiliation he is long-practiced.
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Honor violated,
land plundered,
men hanged —
none of it stirred his anger.
Why then shed tears for nothing?
The log of firewood does not come to life.
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No, by my Lord,
a people
without a heart
has nothing from its rising but death.
So let history fold up
the record of weakness and close out its books!
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Many a vengeance,
many a shame,
many a fire
has stirred the heart of the coward.
All of this is in us — and yet
nothing has been stirred but the tongue!
ترفعها « صوت المرأة » إلى الشعوب العربية .
كفنوه
وادفنوه
واسكنوه
هوة اللحد العميق .
واذهبوا لا تندبوه، فهو
شعب ميت ليس يفيق .
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ذلوه
قتلوه
حملوه
فوق ما كانت يطيق .
حمل الذل بصبر من
دهور، فهو في الذل عريق .
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هتك عرض
نهب أرض
شنق بعض
لم تحرك غضبه .
فلماذا نذرف الدمع جزافا ؟
ليس تحيا الحطبه .
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لا وربي
ما لشعب
دون قلب
غير موت من هبه .
فدعوا التاريخ يطوي
سفر ضعف ويصفي كتبه !
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رب ثار
رب عار
رب نار
حركت قلب الجبان
كل ذي فينا، ولكن لم
تحرك ساكناً إلا اللسان !
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