“ Se os direitos humanos de uma mulher são violados, todos os direitos humanos são violados.”
UM LIVRO MARAVILHOSO E PLANETÁRIO- TIME TO SAY: NO !
Time to Say: NO!
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Two Songs for Malala
Philo Ikonya, born in Kenya, lives in Norway, writes poems, essays and novels. Board-member of PEN international.
Helmuth A. Niederle, born in Austria, several book publications. Since 2011 President of Austrian PEN.
On the day when Malala Yousufzai was
Men don‘t give me
than dare shoot one of my daughters
for my daughter is I
for her will is ours
because she wants nothing else
but what I love
going to school.
Better none calls me
– Ya Hayy –
The Alive, the Living One
to have a long life
I die for her
Better none names me
– Ya Jabbar –
I lose all my names
When she loses hers
Do not call me
protecting from violence, severity or
– Ya ‘Adl –
shouted nobody knows me
many murmur my name
but nobody listens to me
And the attackers sang proudly
On the day when Malala Yousufzai was attacked
since mankind supposes
I am male
the troubles started.
How to convince
the human race
I – Allah – I am the big mother
love to suckle the children on my breasts
love to ease the pains
feed the straving
nourish the deserving.
People have nothing else to do
than just lending me their hands
Killing is not part of my business
and will never be.
How can they do it in my name?
Sisi na Malala. We with Malala
From silent hollows
shall songs come
and a little light
for those who on prison floors lie
Letters will flutter free
for they broken and prisoned for freedom
Malala in her wounds
writes justice for all women
what is it in reading in writing their fear
What if not freedom and a spirit that dares,
a new flag to raise?
A new flame light in the night?
Can you see Malala thanking you for
for joining her voice in asking for what is
Her pains bear many women and girls in
Then she smiles from a hospital bed and
Malala and us, we with Malala salaam
They pray today for souls gone before,
we in letters bring voice for souls stolen
from our midst.
Malala salaam, Malala salaama, Malala lala,
May rays of this morning‘s sun hide in
your soul forever
And we all know it is time to say: NO!