My tears fall as i remember my sudan house the buzz they made when the machine magically turns on and you know there is coolness coming in the desert heat
And when the electricity dissappears the silence the house makes as they go queit
…
And now here all the way here
In europe
One got installed
The sadness it brought me
It was like it asked
How are my old friends ?
And i had to say we lost them to the war.
And then a silence
As times and thnigs lost came into view
The new aircon cooled my memories but somehow blasted my heart into fire
For i ownded things in sudan
And only rent here….barely rent here
There were 18 aircons in our house
….
And im barely surviving here although i have to be the strongest
Im such a hyppocrite too
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