written by Ebi translated from Farsi to English

NIGHT LETTER
Sometimes I scribble over my pen with a black pen
To leave no trace thought maybe a trace remains
Sometimes I see a dead sun in the looking glass
As I look at myself I paint the mirror black
I always write about the moon and the sun
Night scares me yet I write about the moon
Tonight and every night ill write a night letter
A stricken letter from the stars to the moon
Saying how darkness suffers from the lake of moon light
Our sun was asleep- Gods will had veiled it
If I say God does not exist I may be hanged
They'll call me an atheist- God will be angered
My God knows only that I'm homeless wandering
Close by the sea longing for a drop of water
My next door neighbours daughter sleep hungry
When she asks for bread her mother says there's none
Misery is all my brother's seen since youth
This was his density my mother said-god did not care
Another neighbour plays with bread
God slips between the fingers of his hand
His tablecloth's more vivid then the rainbow
We are as different as the earth and sky
Though both of us are human born into the same world
If this is how I had to be -maybe god's will was unwilling
Why was he not willing? did I not pray enough?