Harry
Agius Ordway
THEN
Then, tiny though I were
I still remember vividly,
Myself, lurking in murky healthy water.
I thought am fish.
But in no pond, nor sea, nor ocean
I swam.
In a strange lively world I lived
Until into a stranger one I was muscled out…
Though I never opted to…
So much so that I was smacked…when out… and
cried.
Funnily, as I cried, they laughed with joy.
Strange beings!
But, more strangely enough, they cared.
I’m helpless they say!
And they?
The “twins” demolished;
The Afghans afire;
Anthrax chaoting;
Palestine defying;
Drugs abounding;
Intollerance intoxicating;
Religions demonizing.
And Christmas is coming!
And then?
Oh how I wish to be back
Where I was …then!
TAĦT L-GĦUDA TAS-SALIB
Titwieled biex tmut. Tgħix biex tmut. Tissielet
biex ma tmutx.
U l-ewwel bikja…għax twelidt? Jew għax twelidt
biex tmut?
“Mma tgħix! Tissielet biex tgħix…
Minkejja l-ferħ, id-dwejjaq, il-mard, ix-xogħol,
il-gwerer u l-imrar
U s-sess, u droga, kant ħlejju u daqq xellerat
Lkoll għalenija...għal ftit aljenar.
U tgerbu s-sekli u l-bniedem mill-bikri żviluppa:
Stinka, tkixxef, skopra, ivvinta u fehem.
U ‘ltaqa’ ma’ quasars, meteori, atomi... u
l-BAĦĦ.
U ħaseb fuq ħaseb!
X’ser jiġri bil-BAĦĦ li miegħu jiltaqa’ kif
jiemu jkun għadd.
U staqsa fuq staqsa...imbagħad wara l-BAĦĦ?
U hawn jien Mulejja b’moħħ mifni u ħosbien
Maqbud f’qiegħ ta’ fondoq li jidher bla tmiem,
Indur lejk mitluf...hekk sfiq hu l-ħsieb.
U nsaqsi: “War’jiemi Mulej...x’se nsib...il-BAĦĦ?”
‘Mma ‘l fuq, leħħa ta’ dawl, xrara ta’ Fidi
Li tiżboq kull dubju u tfawwar lil qalbi
U ddawwal lil moħħi bħall-ilsien il-Blandun.
Tfakkarni llum, li Int, iva, mitt fuq għuda
xxurtjata.
”Mma mitt biex tajtni ħajja ġdida, eterna,
glorjuża,
Li ġġiegħlni nistqarr f’dellirju ta’ ferħ :
”M’hemmx baħħ, m’hemmx baħħ:
HEMM INT!”
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