Syndic No.37 ~ Rasha Mansour
On the edge on insanity
By Palestinian Poet Rasha Mansour
Narrated by Anne Chatfield
What if I throw out my x-iphone , my mac and my crippling digital life .
What if I climb a tree and sit there all day.
What if I tie messages to balloons and let them go .
What if I sit on a train with no destination in mind and just watch people.
What if I drive a car at top speed , open the window and scream without sound .
What if I go to an Iranian restaurant and order Israeli food .
What if I go to a funeral and tell jokes .
Throw eggs and tomatoes against the wall .
Watch the sun to see if it moves .
Climb the walls , walk on water , jump up and down .
What if I write letters to everyone I hate and tell them exactly how I feel about them
What if I pull the snoopy woman’s hair.
What if I water those enemies to see if they grow.
What if I say NO to everything for a day
What if i refuse to quarantine , to wear a mask and sway with Covid-19
What
If
I
die
tomorrow .