© Nizar Alhattab 
© Dirk Engelage

Almost discolored 
by the sorrows of their days, 
the shadows and 
the nightmares 
of their nights

they still 
hold on to hope 
and dream of peace 
that one day 
will be theirs

and softly sing 
their songs of love 
and happiness 
and cherish steeds 
that will one day 
be planted, grow 
and carry flowers 
in a rich 
abundancy.