I couldn’t tell where arrows flew so I took not to arm
And went home empty handed.
I have an empty stomach but a full heart
And I can stay a bit longer in the shade of the moon.
So I’ll do that and wait for a stubborn light
Rising on my front porch.
When you were born, I was five, and waited
Three more years for a brother,
We could not know, he and I, we’d be soldiers
Flanking you for salvation,
Please, please don’t die while you’re alive,
We’ll find one more arrow for the quarry.
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Frédéric Benqué 