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KRIK ŽENE: Majka zemlje
Hussein Habasch
(Kurdistan)
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I Am Sorry Mother
It’s me, Hussein Habasch I am sorry mother, for the labor pains I caused you when I was born more than fifty years ago. I am sorry for the pain I have caused you for my twenty-five years of enforced absence from you. Oh mother, how can your tired heart bear all this pain? Where does all this patience come from? I am sorry, mother. I am sorry on behalf of your absent daughters and sons. Two exiled sons in Denmark, four others in Germany, a son in Istanbul, a daughter living on the edge of humanity in Aleppo after her home was occupied in Afrin,and another daughter living in refugee camps in al-Shahba after her home was also occupied in Afrin! And a big family, homeless in so many places. Mother, we, your exiled sons and daughters, sorry for all the pain we have caused and are still causing to you.