She knew he will die, soldiers die in Lebanon
That’s how it was. Not all die, but he will.
When she parted from him on Sunday mornings she did not weep,
she would embrace him for the last time.
And then she phoned the Hizbbalah.
They asked her which newspaper does she write for.
She said she doesn’t write for one and she only wants the films
they take of the explosions of the convoys.
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