ﻳﻤﻜﻦ ﻳﻜﻮﻥ ﻃﻔﻞ ﻋﺎﺷﻖ ﺣﻄﺎﻡ ﺍﻟﻜﻮﻥ
ﻳﺒﻐﻲ ﺭﺣﻴﻖ ﺍﻟﺤﻴﺎﺓ ...
ﻟﻜﻦ ﺣﻠﻢ ﻣﺘﺒﻌﺜﺮ ﻫﻨﺎ ﻭﻫﻮﻥ ...
ﻭﺍﻟﺤﺰﻥ ﻋﺒﺎﻳﺘﻪ ﺑﻬﺬﺍ ﺍﻟﻜﻮﻥ
ﻭﺍﻟﻮﻓﺎﺀ ﺑﺤﻴﺎﺗﻪ ﻛﺘﺒﺘﻬﺎ ﺳﻄﻮﺭ
ﻟﻴﻮﺭﺛﻬﺎ ﺑﻌﺪ ﻣﻮﺗﻪ ﻟﺒﺸﺮ ...
ﺻﺎﺭ ﻳﺤﺼﺪ ﺍﻣﻨﻴﺎﺗﻪ ﺑﻌﺪ ﺩﻣﻮﻉ
ﻭﻳﻨﺘﻈﺮ ﺣﻨﺎﻥ ﻣﻦ ﺿﻤﺎﻳﺮ ﻣﺎﺗﺖ
ﻭﺻﺎﺭﺕ ﺗﻐﺪﺭﻩ ﺑﻌﺪ ﺍﻟﻮﻓﺎﺀ
ﺍﻧﻜﺴﺮ ﻇﻬﺮﻩ ﻣﻦ ﻫﻤﻮﻡ ﺍﻟﺤﻴﺎﺓ
ﺗﺸﺘﺖ ﺍﺣﻼﻣﻪ ﺑﻌﺪ ﺍﻻﻣﻞ
ﻭﺻﺎﺭﺕ ﺗﻄﻴﺮ ﺑﻔﻀﺎﺀ ﻣﺠﻬﻮﻝ
ﻭﻫﻮ ﻳﻨﺘﻈﺮ ﻣﺤﺒﺔ ﻋﺪﻭ ..
ﻭﻳﻔﻜﺮ ﺍﻧﻪ ﻛﻞ ﺍﻟﺒﺸﺮ ﺣﻨﻮﻥ
ﻣﺜﻞ ﻗﻠﺒﻪ ﺍﻟﻄﻴﺐ ...
ﻳﺎ ﺣﺴﺮﺓ ﻋﻠﻲ ﻣﻴﺖ ﻭﻫﻮ ﻳﺘﻨﻔﺲ
ﻭﻳﺘﻤﻨﻲ ﺭﺣﻴﻖ ﺍﻟﻤﺤﺒﺔ ...
ﻭﻳﻜﺘﺐ ﺭﺳﺎﻳﻞ ﻭﻳﺮﺳﻠﻬﺎ ﻝ ﺣﻤﺎﻣﺔ
ﻣﺎﺗﺖ ﺑﻮﻃﻦ ﻣﻬﺠﻮﺭ ....
ﻣﺎﺗﺖ ﺍﺷﺠﺎﺭ ﺍﻟﺰﻳﺘﻮﻥ ﻭﻣﺎ ﺑﻘﻲ ﻣﻨﻬﺎ
ﺍﻻ ﺣﻄﺎﻡ ... ﻧﺜﺮﺕ ﺍﻭﺭﺍﻗﻬﺎ ﻟﺒﺸﺮ
ﺗﻨﺘﻈﺮ ﺣﻄﺎﺏ ﻳﺸﻌﻞ ﻧﺎﺭ ﺍﻟﻮﺩ
ﻟﻜﻦ ﻫﻴﻬﺎﺕ ﻣﻊ ﺍﻟﻮﻳﻞ ﻳﻜﻮﻥ ...
ﺍﺣﻼﻡ ﻛﺘﺒﺘﻬﺎ ﺩﻣﻮﻉ ﻭﻧﺜﺮﺗﻬﺎ ﻧﺒﻀﺎﺕ ﻗﻠﻮﺏ
ﺑﻌﺪ ﻣﺎ ﺍﻧﺤﻨﻲ ﺍﻟﻈﻬﺮ ﻣﻦ ﻫﻤﻮﻡ