飲鴆國

寫給 Eli Sharabi

這些悲傷大過死亡
並非我能承受
我將回家，回到無家可歸
那些恐怖份子，長出六根手指
好更快地扣下扳機
六個指頭的哈瑪斯
殺死我的妻子，和我們的兩位女兒
她們緊抱在一起
而我淪爲他們的人質
當你說命運無常
我不得不是那個常在
在黑暗的隧道，長時間被黑暗毆打
我知道Yahel，Noiya，Lianne在等我

For Eli Sharabi

These sorrows are greater than death
Too much for me to bear 
I will go home, back to homelessness
These terrorists grew six fingers
To pull the trigger faster
Six-fingered Hamas
Killed my wife, our two daughters
The three of them held each other tight
While I was taken hostage
You may say destiny is uncertain
I have to exist as the last
In a dark tunnel, darkness beat me for years
Yet I knew Yahel, Noiya and Lianne were waiting for me


 February 8, 2025, Afternoon
「There’s no solace, only the tears of alum」