poem

In this heartfelt passage, the author expresses their desire to be a father in a world where they don't have to endure the pain of losing their children. They yearn for a world where their children can grow up freely, without fear or danger. The author longs for their children to experience the joy of playing in nature and experiencing the simple pleasures of life. In another world, I want to be a father without passing through the eternal insanity of mourning my children, without experiencing the ritual of watching my children return home as bodies folded like a prayer mat, without spending my nights telling them the stories of a hometown where natives become aliens searching for shelter. I want to watch my children grow, to recite the name of their homeland like Lord's Prayer, to frolic in the streets without being hunted like animals in the bush, without being mobbed to death. In another world, I want my children to tame grasshoppers in the field, to play with their dolls in the living room, to inhale the fragrance of flowers waving as wind blows, to see the birds measure the sky with their wings.