What benefit or joy if,
I were to gain the world,
But lose the almond blossoms in my land?
Drink a cup of coffee, everyplace
But my mother’s home
Journey to the moon,
But not to the graves of my ancestors
See the world’s wonders,
But not the setting sun as it dips behind ancient olive groves
Tour the world over,
But lose the flowers on the hills of my native land
Nothing but lethal silence…
No need to gain the world
Just a cup of coffee
In a familiar place and
An end to the lethal silence
Within the hearts of the living…