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Consciousness is unsparing

Consciousness is unsparing
It gnaws at you
What are you guilty of?
Of some forgotten
or exaggerated thing
Of the sensation of being burned
by words you drape over the unnameable
and of being glued to your seat
while sipping your coffee?
Dare to say it:
despite being clean of evil
you are its hostage
Can we appease the butcher's heart
change our humanity?
Nobody's got the answer
redemption, Redemption
you murmur
that insoluble equation

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zak Alaoui

i don’t why you have chosen impossible equation in stead of using the same word ‘insoluble’ equation.we normally say this equation does not have a solution, not impossible to solve.insoluble is also a ‘solution’. good translation +thanks for the interest you have shown to this original poet.
The PTC writes: Thanks, Zak, for noticing that mistake which we’ve now corrected. Glad you like our poems.

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