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I know that I have only exactly two minutes on the stage,
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but I request an extra minute of silence from the audience and from the panel to remember the souls of those who died for the sake of freedom in Egypt.
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Thank you.
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An Honest View of Liberation Square
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Put away all of your old poems,
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tear apart all of your old notebooks,
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and write for Egypt today the poetry that she deserves.
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Put away all of your old notebooks,
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and write for Egypt today the poetry that she deserves.
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No longer will silence impose its fear,
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so write that Egypt and her people are the peace of the Nile.
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You are the most beautiful one, o Egypt, who has decided
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that this fear has passed and has ended.
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The streets were toying with us,
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the streets were toying with us with their coldness and their frost,
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and we could not give an explanation at the time.
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We warmed each other,
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and as we saw you smile, we forgot the cold.
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And when you grew angry,
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you showed it.
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And when you grew angry,
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you showed your face.
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And our conscience would not allow us to defile you.
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Do not let them tell you that I
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am a rebel, that I have betrayed the trust of my country or forgotten it.
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Do not let them tell you that I
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have become trivial or that I am manipulated.
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For I am the child of your womb,
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and the children of your womb are those who wanted to
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and who deposed and who acknowledged and who forbid.
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The defeated remained silent, fearfully, in cowardice,
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and those who love you have said what they had to say.
