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ﻗﺪَّﻣﺖَ ﻋﻤﺮﻙَ ﻟﻸﺣﻼﻡِ ﻗﺮﺑﺎﻧَﺎ ﻻ ﺧﻨﺖَ ﻋﻬﺪًﺍ ﻭﻻ ﺧَﺎﺩﻋﺖَ ﺇﻧﺴﺎﻧَﺎ

ﻭﺍﻵﻥ ﺗﺤﻤﻞُ ﺃﺣﻼﻣًﺎ ﻣﺒﻌﺜﺮﺓً ﻫﻞ ﻫﺎﻥَ ﺣُﻠْﻤُﻚَ .. ﺃﻡ ﺃﻧﺖَ ﺍﻟﺬﻯ ﻫﺎﻧَﺎ؟

ﻗﺎﻣﺮﺕَ ﺑﺎﻟﻌﻤﺮِ .. ﻭﺍﻷﻳﺎﻡُ ﻏﺎﻧﻴﺔٌ ﻣَﻦْ ﺳَﺮَّﻩُ ﺯﻣﻨًﺎ ﺳَﺎﺀَﺗْﻪ ﺃﺯﻣﺎﻧَﺎ

ﻗﺪ ﻋﺸﺖَ ﺗﺮْﺳُﻢُ ﺃﺣﻼﻣًﺎ ﻟﻌﺎﺷﻘﺔٍ ﺫﺍﻗﺖْ ﻛﺆﻭﺱَ ﺍﻟﻬﻮﻯ ﻃُﻬﺮًﺍ .. ﻭﻋِﺼْﻴَﺎﻧَﺎ

ﺯَﻳَّﻨْﺖَ ﻟﻠﻨﺎﺱِ ﺃﺣﻼﻣًﺎ ﻣُﺠَﻨَّﺤَﺔً ﺑﺎﻟﺤُﻠﻢِ ﺣﻴﻨًﺎ .. ﻭﺑﺎﻷﻭﻫﺎﻡِ ﺃﺣﻴﺎﻧَﺎ

ﻓﻲ ﻛﻞِّ ﻗﻠﺐٍ ﻏﺮﺳﺖَ ﺍﻟﺤُﺐَّ ﺃﻏﻨﻴﺔً ﻏﻨَّﻰ ﺑﻬﺎ ﺍﻟﺸِّﻌﺮُ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻵﻓﺎﻕِ .. ﻭَﺍﺯْﺩَﺍﻧَﺎ

ﺃﺣﻼﻣُﻚَ ﺍﻟﺒﺤﺮُ ﻳَﻄْﻮﻯ ﺍﻷﺭﺽَ ﻓﻲ ﻏﻀﺐٍ ﻓَﻼ ﻳَﺮﻯ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﻤَﺪﻯ ﺃُﻓْﻘًﺎ ﻭﺷُﻄْﺂﻧَﺎ

ﺃﺣﻼﻣُﻚَ ﺍﻟﺼُّﺒْﺢُ .. ﻳَﺴْﺮﻯ ﻛﻠﻤﺎ ﺍﻧْﺘﻔﻀﺖْ ﻣﻮﺍﻛﺐُ ﺍﻟﻨُّﻮﺭِ ﻭﺳْﻂَ ﺍﻟﻠﻴﻞِ ﻧِﻴﺮﺍﻧَﺎ

ﺃﺣﻼﻣُﻚَ ﺍﻷﻣﻦُ .. ﻳَﺒﻨﻰ ﻓﻲ ﻏﺪٍ ﺃﻣَﻼً ﻃﻔﻼ ﺻﻐﻴﺮًﺍ ﺑِﺤُﻀﻦِ ﺍﻟﻨﻴﻞِ ﻧَﺸْﻮَﺍﻧَﺎ

ﺃﺣﻼﻣُﻚ ﺍﻷﺭﺽُ ﺗَﺨﺸﻰ ﺍﻟﻠﻪَ ﻓﻲ ﻭﺭﻉٍ ﻭﺗَﺮﻓﻊُ ﺍﻟﻌﺪﻝَ ﺑﻴﻦ ﺍﻟﻨﺎﺱِ ﺑُﺮﻫﺎﻧَﺎ

ﻻ ﺗَﻐﻀﺒﻮﺍ ﻣﻦ ﺣﺪﻳﺜﻰ .. ﺇﻧَّﻪ ﺃﻟﻢٌ .. ﻛﻢْ ﺿﺎﻕَ ﻗﻠﺒﻰ ﺑﻪ ﺟَﻬﺮًﺍ .. ﻭﻛِﺘْﻤَﺎﻧَﺎ

ﻋَﺼﺮٌ ﻟَﻘﻴﻂٌ ﺑِﺴﻴﻒِ ﺍﻟﻘَﻬﺮِ ﺷَﺮَّﺩَﻧَﺎ ﻭﺑَﺎﻋَﻨَﺎ ﺧِﻠْﺴَﺔً ﻧَﺎﺳًﺎ .. ﻭﺃﻭْﻃَﺎﻧَﺎ

ﻳﺎ ﺃُﻣَّﺔً ﻗَﺎﻳَﻀﺖْ ﺑِﺎﻟﻌﺠﺰِ ﻧَﺨْﻮَﺗَﻬَﺎ ﻭﺷَﻮَّﻫَﺖْ ﺩِﻳﻨَﻬﺎ ﻫَﺪْﻳًﺎ .. ﻭﻗُﺮْﺁﻧَﺎ

ﻳﺎ ﺃُﻣَّﺔً ﻟَﻮَّﺛَﺖْ ﺑِﺎﻟﻌُﻬْﺮِ ﺳَﺎﺣَﺘَﻬﺎ ﻭﻣَﺎﺭﺳﺖْ ﻓُﺠْﺮَﻫَﺎ ﺑَﻐْﻴًﺎ .. ﻭﺑُﻬْﺘَﺎﻧَﺎ

ﻫَﺬِﻯ ﺧُﻴُﻮﻟُﻚَ ﺗﺤﺖَ ﺍﻟﺴَّﻔْﺢِ ﻗﺪْ ﻭَﻫَﻨَﺖْ ﻭﺃَﻏْﻤَﻀَﺖْ ﻋَﻴْﻨَﻬَﺎ ﺑُﺆْﺳًﺎ .. ﻭﺣِﺮْﻣَﺎﻧَﺎ

ﻫَﺬِﻯ ﺭُﺑُﻮﻋُﻚِ ﺑﻴﻦَ ﺍﻟﻌَﺠﺰِ ﻗﺪْ ﺳَﻜَﻨَﺖْ ﻭَﻭَﺩَّﻋَﺖْ ﺑِﺎﻷَﺳَﻰ ﺧَﻴْﻼً .. ﻭَﻓُﺮْﺳَﺎﻧَﺎ

ﻫَﺬِﻯ ﺷُﻌُُﻮﺏٌ ﺭَﺃﺕْ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟﺼَّﻤْﺖِ ﺭَﺍﺣَﺘَﻬﺎ ﻭَﺍﺳْﺘَﺒْﺪَﻟَﺖْ ﻋِﻴﺮَﻫَﺎ ﺑِﺎﻟﺨَﻴْﻞِ ﺃَﺯْﻣَﺎﻧَﺎ

ﻫَﺬِﻯ ﺷُﻌُﻮﺏٌ ﺭَﺃﺕْ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟﻤﻮﺕِ ﻏَﺎﻳَﺘَﻬَﺎ ﻭَﺍﺳْﺘَﺴْﻠَﻤَﺖْ ﻟﻠﺮَّﺩَﻯ ﺫُﻻً .. ﻭَﻃُﻐْﻴَﺎﻧَﺎ

ﺗَﺒْﻜﻰ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺍﻟﻌُﻤﺮِ ﻓﻰ ﺃﺭﺽٍ ﻳُﻠﻮِّﺛُﻬَﺎ ﺭِﺟﺲُ ﺍﻟﻔﺴﺎﺩِ ﻓَﺘُﻌْﻠِﻰ ﺍﻟﻘَﻬﺮَ ﺳُﻠْﻄَﺎﻧَﺎ

ﺑَﺎﻋُﻮﺍ ﻟﻨﺎ ﺍﻟﻮَﻫﻢَ ﺃَﺷْﺒَﺎﺣًﺎ ﻣُﺘَﻮَّﺟَﺔً ﻣَﻦْ ﺃَﺩْﻣَﻨُﻮﺍ ﺍﻟﻘَﺘﻞَ ﻛُﻬَّﺎﻧًﺎ .. ﻭﺃَﻋْﻮَﺍﻧَﺎ

ﺑَﻴﻦَ ﺍﻟﺠَﻤَﺎﺟِﻢِ ﺗِﻴﺠَﺎﻥٌ ﻣُﻠﻮَّﺛَﺔٌ ﻭﻓﻰ ﺍﻟﻤَﻀﺎﺟﻊِ ﻳَﻠﻬُﻮ ﺍﻟﻔﺴﻖُ ﺃَﻟْﻮَﺍﻧَﺎ

ﻟَﻢْ ﻳَﺒْﺮَﺇِ ﺍﻟﺠُﺮْﺡُ .. ﻟَﻢْ ﺗَﻬْﺪَﺃْ ﻋَﻮَﺍﺭِﺿُﻪُ ﻭﺇِﻥْ ﻏَﺪَﺍ ﻓﻰ ﺧَﺮِﻳﻒِ ﺍﻟﻌُﻤْﺮِ ﺃَﺣْﺰَﺍﻧَﺎ

ﻗَﺪَّﻣْﺖَ ﻋُﻤْﺮَﻙَ ﻟِﻸﺣﻼﻡِ ﻗُﺮْﺑَﺎﻧَﺎ ﻫَﻞْ ﺧَﺎﻧَﻚَ ﺍﻟﺤُﻠْﻢُ .. ﺃَﻡْ ﺃَﻧﺖَ ﺍﻟﺬﻯ ﺧَﺎﻧَﺎ؟ !

ﻛَﻢْ ﻋِﺸْﺖَ ﺗَﺠْﺮِﻯ ﻭَﺭﺍﺀَ ﺍﻟﺤُﻠْﻢِ ﻓﻰ ﺩَﺃَﺏٍ ﻭﺗَﻐْﺮِِﺱُ ﺍﻟﺤُﺐَّ ﺑَﻴﻦَ ﺍﻟﻨَّﺎﺱِ ﺇِﻳﻤَﺎﻧَﺎ

ﻛَﻢْ ﻋِﺸْﺖَ ﺗَﻬْﻔُﻮ ﻷَﻭْﻃَﺎﻥٍ ﺑِﻼَ ﻓَﺰَﻉٍ ﻭَﺗَﻜْﺮَﻩُ ﺍﻟﻘَﻴْﺪَ ﻣَﺴْﺠُﻮﻧًﺎ .. ﻭَﺳَﺠَّﺎﻧَﺎ

ﻛَﻢْ ﻋِﺸْﺖَ ﺗَﺼْﺮُﺥُ ﻛﺎﻟﻤَﺠﻨﻮﻥِ ﻓﻰ ﻭَﻃﻦٍ ﻣَﺎ ﻋَﺎﺩَ ﻳَﻌْﺮِﻑُ ﻏَﻴْﺮَ ﺍﻟﻤَﻮﺕِ ﻋُﻨْﻮَﺍﻧَﺎ

ﻛَﻢْ ﻋِﺸْﺖَ ﺗَﻨْﺒِﺶُ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻷﻃْﻼﻝِ ﻋَﻦْ ﺯَﻣَﻦٍ ﺻَﻠْﺐِ ﺍﻟﻌَﺰَﺍﺋِﻢِ ﻳُﺤْﻴِﻰ ﻛُﻞَّ ﻣَﺎ ﻛَﺎﻧَﺎ

ﻛَﻢْ ﻋِﺸْﺖَ ﺗَﺮْﺳُﻢُ ﻟِﻸﻃْﻔﺎﻝِ ﺃُﻏْﻨِﻴَﺔً ﻋَﻦْ ﺃُﻣَّﺔٍ ﺷَﻴَّﺪَﺕْ ﻟِﻠﻌَﺪْﻝِ ﻣِﻴﺰَﺍﻧَﺎ

ﻓﻰ ﺳَﺎﺣَﺔِ ﺍﻟﻤَﺠْﺪِ ﺿَﻮْﺀٌ ﻣِﻦْ ﻣَﺂﺛِﺮِﻫَﺎ ﻣَﻦْ ﺯَﻟْﺰَﻝَ ﺍﻟﻜَﻮﻥَ ﺃَﺭْﻛَﺎﻧَﺎ .. ﻓَﺄَﺭْﻛَﺎﻧَﺎ

ﺻَﺎﻧَﺖْ ﻋُﻬُﻮﺩًﺍ .. ﻭﺛَﺎﺭَﺕْ ﻋِﻨْﺪَﻣَﺎ ﻏَﻀِﺒَﺖْ ﻭَﺧﻴْﺮُ ﻣَﻦْ ﺃَﻧْﺠَﺒَﺖْ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻷَﺭْﺽِ ﺇِﻧْﺴَﺎﻧَﺎ

ﺳَﺎﺩَﺕْ ﺷُﻌُﻮﺑًﺎ .. ﻭﻛَﺎﻧﺖْ ﻛُﻠَّﻤَﺎ ﺍﻧْﺘَﻔَﻀَﺖْ ﻫَﺒَّﺖْ ﻋﻠﻴﻬﺎ ﺭِﻳﺎﺡُ ﺍﻟﻐَﺪْﺭِ ﻋُﺪْﻭَﺍﻧَﺎ

ﻫَﺎﻧَﺖْ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺃَﻫﻠِﻬَﺎ ﻣِﻦْ ﻳَﻮْﻡِ ﺃَﻥْ ﺭَﻛَﻌَﺖْ ﻟِﻠﻐَﺎﺻِﺒِﻴﻦَ .. ﻭَﻭَﻳْﻞُ ﺍﻟﻤَﺮْﺀِ ﺇِﻥْ ﻫَﺎﻧَﺎ

ﻳَﺠْﺮِﻯ ﺑِﻨَﺎ ﺍﻟﺤُﻠْﻢُ ﻓَﻮْﻕَ ﺍﻟﺮِّﻳﺢِ .. ﻳَﺤْﻤِﻠُﻨَﺎ ﻭﻳَﺮْﺳُﻢُ ﺍﻟﻜَﻮْﻥَ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟﻌَﻴْﻨَﻴْﻦِ ﺑُﺴْﺘَﺎﻧَﺎ

ﺣَﺘَّﻰ ﺇِﺫَﺍ ﻣَﺎ ﺧَﺒَﺎ .. ﻳَﺮْﺗَﺎﺡُ ﻓﻰ ﺳَﺄَﻡٍ ﻭَﻓَﻮﻕَ ﺃَﺷْﻼﺋِﻪِ ﺗَﺒْﻜِﻰ ﺧَﻄَﺎﻳَﺎﻧَﺎ

ﻻ ﺗَﺴْﺄَﻝِ ﺍﻟﻨَّﻬْﺮَ .. ﻣَﻦْ ﺑِﺎﻟﻌَﺠْﺰِ ﻛَﺒَّﻠَﻪُ؟ ﻭﻛَﻴْﻒَ ﺃَﺿْﺤَﻰ ﻫَﻮَﺍﻥَ ﺍﻟﻌَﺠْﺰِ ﺗِﻴﺠَﺎﻧَﺎ؟

ﻻ ﺗَﺴْﺄَﻝِ ﺍﻟﻨَّﺎﻯَ .. ﻣَﻦْ ﺑﺎﻟﺼَّﻤْﺖِ ﺃَﺳْﻜَﺘَﻪُ؟ ﻭﻛَﻴْﻒَ ﺻَﺎﺭَﺕْ " ﻏَﻨَﺎﻭِﻯ " ﺍﻟﻨَّﺎﻯِ ﺃَﺣْﺰَﺍﻧَﺎ؟

ﻧَﺎﻯٌ ﺣَﺰِﻳﻦٌ ﺃَﻧَﺎ .. ﻗَﺪْ ﺟِﺌْﺖُ ﻓﻰ ﺯَﻣَﻦٍ ﺃَﺿْﺤَﻰ ﺍﻟﻐِﻨَﺎﺀُ ﺑِﻪِ ﻛُﻔْﺮًﺍ .. ﻭَﻋِﺼْﻴَﺎﻧَﺎ

ﺻَﻮْﺕٌ ﻏَﺮِﻳﺐٌ ﺃَﻧَﺎ .. ﻭﺍﻷُﻓْﻖُ ﻣَﻘﺒﺮﺓٌ ﻓﻰ ﻛُﻞِّ ﺷِﺒْﺮٍ ﺗَﺮَﻯ ﻗَﺘْﻠﻰ .. ﻭَﺃَﻛْﻔَﺎﻧَﺎ

ﻫَﺬَﺍ ﻫﻮ ﺍﻟﻔَﺠْﺮُ .. ﻛَﺎﻟﻘِﺪِّﻳﺲِ ﻣُﺮْﺗَﺤِﻼً ﻣُﻨَﻜَّﺲَ ﺍﻟﺮَّﺃَﺱِ ﺑَﻴﻦَ ﺍﻟﻨَّﺎﺱِ ﺧَﺰْﻳَﺎﻧَﺎ

ﻏَﻨَّﻴْﺖُ ﻋُﻤْﺮِﻯ .. ﻭَﻛَﻢْ ﺃَﻃْﺮَﺑْﺘُﻜُﻢْ ﺯَﻣَﻨًﺎ ﻭَﻛَﻢْ ﻣَﻸَﺕُ ﺿِﻔَﺎﻑَ ﺍﻟﻨِّﻴﻞِ ﺃَﻟْﺤَﺎﻧَﺎ

ﻏَﻨَّﻴْﺖُ ﻟِﻠﺤُﺐِّ .. ﺣَﺘَّﻰ ﺻَﺎﺭَ ﺃُﻏْﻨِﻴَﺔً ﻓَﻮْﻕَ ﺍﻟﺸِّﻔَﺎﻩِ .. ﻭَﻃَﺎﺭَ ﺍﻟﻨِّﻴﻞُ ﻧَﺸْﻮَﺍﻧَﺎ

ﻛَﻴْﻒَ ﺍﻟﺒَﻼﺑِﻞُ ﻏَﺎﺑَﺖْ ﻋَﻦْ ﺷَﻮَﺍﻃِﺌِﻪِ ﻭﻛَﻴْﻒَ ﻳَﺤْﻀُﻦُ ﻣَﺎﺀَ ﺍﻟﻨِّﻴﻞِ ﻏِﺮْﺑَﺎﻧَﺎ؟

ﻋَﺎﺭٌ ﻋَﻠﻰ ﺍﻟﻨِّﻴﻞِ .. ﻫَﻞْ ﻳَﻨْﺴَﺎﺏُ ﻓﻰ ﻭَﻫَﻦٍ ﻭﺗُﺼْﺒِﺢُ ﺍﻷُﺳْﺪُ ﻓﻰ ﺷَﻄَّﻴْﻪِ ﺟُﺮْﺫَﺍﻧَﺎ؟

ﻋَﺎﺭٌ ﻋَﻠﻰ ﺍﻟﻨِّﻴﻞِ ﻳُﻠْﻘِﻰ ﺍﻟﻜَﺄﺱَ ﻣُﻨْﺘَﺸِﻴًﺎ ﻭﻛُﻞُّ ﻃِﻔْﻞٍ ﺑِﻪِ .. ﻗَﺪْ ﻧَﺎﻡَ ﻇَﻤْﺂﻧَﺎ !

ﻓﻰ ﺍﻷﻓْﻖِ ﻏَﻴْﻢٌ .. ﻭَﺭَﺍﺀَ ﺍﻟﻐَﻴْﻢِ ﻫَﻤْﻬَﻤَﺔٌ ﻭَﻃَﻴْﻒُ ﺻُﺒْﺢٍ ﺑَﺪَﺍ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟﻠﻴﻞِ ﺑُﺮْﻛَﺎﻧَﺎ

ﺻَﻮْﺕُ ﺍﻟﻨَّﻮَﺍﺭِﺱِِ ﺧَﻠْﻒَ ﺍﻷُﻓْﻖِ ﻳُﺨْﺒِﺮُﻧﻰ : ﺍﻟﺒَﺤﺮُ ﻳُﺨْﻔِﻰ ﻭَﺭَﺍﺀَ ﺍﻟﻤَﻮْﺝِ ﻃُﻮﻓَﺎﻧَﺎ

ﻻ ﺗَﺴْﺄﻝِ ﺍﻟﺤُﻠﻢَ ﻋَﻤَّﻦْ ﺑَﺎﻉَ .. ﺃﻭ ﺧَﺎﻧَﺎ ﻭﺍﺳْﺄﻝْ ﺳُﺠُﻮﻧًﺎ ﺗُﺴَﻤَّﻰ ﺍﻵﻥَ ﺃﻭْﻃَﺎﻧﺎ !