Liar!

This loose black garment they have put on my body this heavy headscarf they have thrown over my head this steel cage – with the noose ready, with the sack full of stoning stones, outside it these men with Ku Klux Klan masks on their faces, this terror, I tell myself: it is a mystery I have accepted an eternal mystery like death. But every night all the nights I see: I am naked, without robe, without headscarf, I run on the shore the cool damp wind glides over my body kisses my face with love. My hair is loose dancing joyful and free in the hand of the wind, in the sun I see: how beautiful the world is, freedom. - Have I accepted? ...