Saturday, September 10, 2022

Life as Fire 3

Born to many languages
Would she ever love anything as much as watermelon
When the Doctor first scheduled my son September 11 I thought of her

Been a good day longer than bad
The Nazi tanks separated her from her mother
It took a Village

Opportunity would separate them again
And bring her watermelons beyond her dreams
Uncle at the News paper and the best house in town

There was something I could relate to
Evacuated again from where she raised her own children
Not another language but some extra sounds

Imagine me with all my relatives fighting in all those wars
Finally again to her shores
NATO bombed the hospital her granddaughter was just born

We had a trust forged and we just shared our concerns
Never made it to the bomb shelter before they stopped but that once
I would never think I could not go to my granddaughter's wedding

There are many things I cannot relate to
But to the fire or the vinegar she could take 100 kinds of mushrooms
I could not count the variety

I could eat them
I could enjoy them
All to this trust we had forged

Happy Birthday

Rođen na mnogim jezicima
Da li bi ikada volela bilo šta kao lubenicu
Kada je doktor prvi put zakazao mog sina za 11. septembar, pomislio sam na nju

Bio je dobar dan duže nego loš
Nacistički tenkovi su je odvojili od majke
Trebalo je selo

Prilika bi ih ponovo razdvojila
I donesi joj lubenice van njenih snova
Ujak u novinama i najbolja kuća u gradu

Postojalo je nešto sa čime bih se mogao povezati
Ponovo evakuisana odakle je odgajala sopstvenu decu
Ne drugi jezik, već neki dodatni zvukovi

Zamislite mene sa svim mojim rođacima koji se bore u svim tim ratovima
Konačno opet na njene obale
NATO bombardovao bolnicu njena unuka je tek rođena

Imali smo povjerenje i samo smo podijelili naše brige
Nikada nisam stigao do skloništa prije nego što su stali, ali to jednom
Nikad ne bih pomislila da ne mogu da odem na venčanje svoje unuke

Postoje mnoge stvari sa kojima se ne mogu povezati
Ali na vatru ili sirće mogla je ponijeti 100 vrsta gljiva
Nisam mogao da prebrojim raznolikost

Mogao bih ih pojesti
Mogao bih uživati ​​u njima
Sve ovo poverenje koje smo stekli

Sretan rođendan

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