A Savage Boy
By : Bahaeddin Ramadan
Translated by : Youssef Abdelaziz
Every morning you write about that savage boy,
Who declared that he would not enroll in the political changing movements,
Or the governing party.
And would burn his starving kids
Under a sycamore tree,
Which he thinks to see it for the first time this winter.
So, you write – every morning –
About that savage boy,
And participate him his desire for yelling
Under the cloudy sky and the winter’s shiver.
The savage boy who would cut all trees -
In order to save a lonely sycamore
