The Melting Pot ..

Travel son, travel
Travel as you might
There ..
you will see
different people that are
so unlike me.
Cross that road
Swim through any sea
drink its water
Then .. come to me.
Travel son, travel
but don't let it be your last.
Make your journeys brief,
and vast.
The water you'll drink
won't be as tasty as the water
you drink with me.
Travel son, travel

you will find her

I ensure you

you will fall for her

but,

no one would fall for you.
As I do.

Travel son , travel

but never choose

the same destination 

I chose.

Climb whatever hills.

Eat the dirtiest foods.

Meet the filthiest people
but, always stick to the principles
I taught you.
Always, remember that
I am the one who raised you.

Travel son, travel
but let your journeys be first,
within.
Travel when you see an eye that is,
full of directions.
Travel when you see a child,
going gray.
Travel when your words
fail to form a sentence.
Travel when tenses rebel
against grammar rules.
Travel when the flag you worshiped
enslaves you.
Travel when the slave you persecuted
liberates you.
Travel, son, travel
when you realize that
traveling in thoughts
is the only dream
to be true.
Travel, yes, travel
but
don't you ever forget
that there's always a ship
on one of the ports
that you don't see.
Waiting for a navigator
to guide it towards
the other corner
where I might be.
Travel.
As clever as a bee.
then
when you feel suffocated
breathe under my leaves
Inhale my perfumes
Your land, that's my identity.
you traveled yes
yet ,I'm still your tree.
And you are still an idea
that once
changed me.




03/09/2016

Bizerte (Bazina)