Only death roams freely, in tranquility, not afraid of the executioner or the victim, caring neither about the hanging, nor the cable, nor the tire, unconcerned about the interrogators or the “traitors”, not even about Mohammed, who chokes the remaining life out of us. We return to our cell.
لا يعنيه المحققون، ولا "مُخرِّبو" الوطن، ولا حتى محمد الذي يخنق ما تبقى من حياة.