Brought to Life

Where arid mountains grow into lush landscapes-
When the horizon comes closer than ever-
Without burning and blinding,

Where reaching so far but getting just close,
Is enough of an achievement,
Where birdsong can be heard by the deaf 
And the frost of a cold day is thawed into a safe embrace, 
Where the broken heart heals into a shiny dream 
And the last to stagger home are welcomed as the first; 
This is the place, where the dreams of the dead are brought to life.

J.Bibi

War Garden

The sleeping buds lie still, for stillness is peace-

The furore in gardens where flowers lay shredded-

Typhoons of rage, created through gusting ignorance;

On the trail of a scent, misconstrued as the gift of blooms-

Are petals fallen; from the breeze of discontent and injustice.

J.Bibi

Propagandists

What are the chances
Of an Islamic
Take-over of 
The world?
A hell of a lot, 
If you listen to the
Rantings of the
Pro-war
Propagandists
what's the reality though?
None.

People are crying, 
Dying for 
that basic of
All amenities,
Food.
And yet there
Are people
Who
Regularly hold
'food fights',
Stand, as accusers and
Against
Rebellion and uprising....

And there are
The people then,
Who have been
Led to insanity
By the hypocrisies 
And then they too, 
Turn to murder 
And extreme control....

What about-
All the innocents,
The ones stuck
In between?
Well...
We're doomed...
Unless, 
We stand up and
At least...
Try,
To speak out.

J.Bibi

Killers and Thieves

In these intricate webs,

The lies that control

Shape everything

That is whole-

In the terrifying

Roads that lead

To redemption, 

The choices made

Reflect, spiritual 

Contemplation.  

And thus the killers 

Of joy and the

Thieves of faith,

Promote the insanity

Of blind religion,
Alongside the

Loss of innocence;

The wary walk
Cautiously with

Humble introspection.

J.Bibi 

A Road And A Bridge

There is a a road and a bridge 

Which need to be travelled upon,

For on every other side of,

Complacency and frustration,

Is peace and contemplation.

Battle wounds give constant struggle;

To submit and commit to the giving in-

To the external forces of the world,

Or to seek and discover the calm-
Of the internal forces of the soul?

J.Bibi

'What needs to be said' by Günter Grass

Why I am silent, silent for too much time,
how much is clear and we made it
in war games, where, as survivors,
we are just the footnotes.

That is the claimed right to the formal preventive aggression
which could erase the Iranian people
dominated by a bouncer and moved to an organized jubilation,
because in the area of his competence there is
the construction of the atomic bomb.

And then why do I avoid myself
to call the other country with its name,
where since years – even if secretly covered -
there is an increasing nuclear power,
without control, because unreachable
by every inspection?

I feel the everybody silence on this state of affairs,
which my silence is slave to,
as an oppressive lie and an inhibition that presents punishment
we don’t pay attention to;
the verdict “anti-Semitism” is common.

Now, since my country,
from time to time touched by unique and exclusive crimes,
obliged to justify itself,
again for pure business aims - even if
with fast tongue we call it “reparation” -
should deliver another submarine to Israel,
with the specialty of addressing
annihilating warheads where the
existence of one atomic bomb is not proved
but it wants evidence as a scarecrow,
I say what must be said.

Why did I stay silent until now?
Because the thought about my origin,
burdened by an unclearing stain,
had avoiding to wait this fact
like a truth declared by the State of Israel
that I want to be connected to.

Why did I say it only now,
old and with the last ink:
the nuclear power of Israel
threat the world peace?
Because it must be said
what tomorrow will be too late;
Because - as Germans and with
enough faults on the back -
we might also become deliverers of a predictable
crime, and no excuse would erase our complicity.

And I admit: I won’t be silent
because I had enough of the Western hypocrisy;
Because I wish that many will want
to get rid of the silence,
exhorting the cause of a recognizable
risk to the abdication, asking that a free and permanent control
of the Israel atomic power
and the Iran nuclear bases
will be made by both the governments
with an international supervision.


Only in this way, Israelis, Palestinians, and everybody,
all people living hostile face to face in that
country occupied by the craziness,
will have a way out,
so us too.

	'Allah divided mercy in to to 100 parts and he kept 99 parts with himself,and sent down one part on the earth,and because of that one single part,his creation are merciful to each other,so that even the mare lifts up its hoof away from its calf, lest it should trample on it.'(Bukhari) Just imagine the mercy one mother has for her child- and then multiply it by all the mercy of mothers that have ever lived: We humans can do that, even when we are as far away from it as we could be.