I will not leave my home Written by: Salim Batti

 The country was in the beginning There is a sound A few phonemes A name associated with you And in addition you inherit a bag stuffed with love And belonging to family and homeland For the school And the venerable tree in front of the house For the smell of grandmother And the black and white family photos In the beginning there is also identity Like a stigma A curse An emergency and arbitrary choice imposed On a being that breathes and cries for the first time Your most honest stance in the face of the chaos of existence The narrator of the novel is Arab And he is not Yet he is immersed in Arabism and especially Lebanese Of all the countries that tear his soul to shreds He chose without being forced The most complex and the most ungrateful Lebanon disappointed him And he remained sick with love Now he is the child of all countries All homes are his And he has no home of his own His unique burden is the bosom of a departed grandmother And his soul His first name His first cry His first identity cannot They loosened the grip of their little fingers Around the edges of this beloved woman's dress
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