MR. SHARON

YOU MIGHT NOT BELIEVE THIS.

ANYWAY, MY STAND HAS BEEN THE SAME ALL ALONG. TOWARDS AL'JAZEERA.

BUT, THIS GENTLEMAN IN NOVEMBER 2005, ON SUNDAY AT 11 P.M. RISED AGAINST IRAN, WHILE SOMEONE WAS TRYING TO SUFOCATE ME.

HOW MANY CONTRIES WITNESSED THAT MOMENT?

IF I CAN PROOF IT?

I REALLY DON'T MAKE NO EFFORT.

SO, TO ISRAEL AIR FORCE WHO GOT UP IN THE SKY THAT EVENING, ON A SIGN OF INTIMIDATION, EVERYBODY WHO IS MY FRIEND, ALL THE PEOPLE WHO DOESN'T KNOW OF THIS, AND MYSELF, WE THANK YOU.

SHALOM.

WHEN MR. SHARON GOT IN COMA, I BIG BIRD APPEAR ON MY WINDOW THAT MORNING, WHO HASN'T GO AWAY SINCE THEN.

Dedicado a meu amigo, Ariel Sharon

A vida, uma roda que viaja
Dentro de nós, as vozes
Das histórias que choram e riem
Dentro de nós, a sombra de Deus

E, neste mergulho grandioso
Da vida e da morte
Encontramos esse amor esquecido
De irmãos que somos

Sem ti, fico verdadeiramente só
E na força da alma que trago
Procuro-te novamente
Para que protejas o meu tempo

Um tempo que me resta,
Que desconheço o desaguar
Que te peço, vive em mim
Neste poema de verdade.


Elsa David 2005/12/06