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- 2. ﺩﻴﻭﺍﻥﺸﻌﺭ ﺒﺎﻟﻔﺼﺤﻰ ﺧﺎﻟﺪ ﳏﻤﻮﺩ ﺧﺎﻟﺪ ﺍﻟﻁﺒﻌﺔ ﺍﻷﻭﻟﻰ ٦٠٠٢ﻡ – ٧٢٤١ﻫـ
- 3. ﻃﺒﻘﺎ ﻟﻘﻮﺍﻧﲔ ﺍﳌﻠﻜﻴﺔﺍﻟﻔﻜﺮﻳﺔ א א א . אא א )ﻋـﱪ ﺍﻻﻧﱰﻧـﺖ ﺃﻭ א אא ﻟﻠﻤﻜﺘﺒــﺎﺕ ﺍﻻﻟﻜﱰﻭﻧﻴــﺔ ﺃﻭ ﺍﻷﻗــﺮﺍﺹ ﺍﳌﺪﳎــﺔ ﺃﻭ ﺍﻯ א ﻭﺳﻴﻠﺔ ﺃﺧﺮﻯ ( א א . . א א
- 4. ﺍﻹﻫﺩﺍﺀ ﺇﻟﻰ ﺭﻭﺡ ُﺨﺘﻲ ﺍﻟ ﺒﻴﺒﺔ ﻭﺍﻟ ﻤﻴﻠﺔ ﹶﻴﻠ ﺤ ﹾ ﺠ ﹾﻟ ﻰ ﺃ ُ ﺍﻟﺘﻲ ﻓ ﹶﺩ ﹸﻬﺎ ﺒﺎﻟﻤﻭﺕ ﻫﺭﺓ ﻓﻲ ﺭﻴﻌﺎﻥ ﹶﺒﺎ ِﻬﺎ ِﺸ ﺒ ِﺯ ﹰ ﹶﻘ ﺘ ﹶﻌﺫ ﺘﻨﻲ ﻭ ﺎ ِﻟﺕ َﺒﺤﺙ ﻨﻬﺎ ﻤ ﺯ ﹸﺃ ﹸﻋ ﻓ ﹶﺒ ﺇﻟﻰ ﻜل ﻗﻠﺏ ﹸﱢ ﹶ ٍ ﻭﻜل ﺤﺏ ﹸﱢ ٍ ﻤﺨﻠﺹ ﻭﻨﺒﻴل ﹸ ٍ َﹶ ْ ﻜﺘﺒﺕ ﻫﺫﺍ ﺍﻟﺩﻴﻭﺍﻥ ﹶﹶ ﹸ ٣
- 5. ﺍﻟﻔﻬﺭﺱ اﻟﻄﺒﻴﺐ اﻟﺸﺎﻋﺮ اﻹﻧﺴﺎن........................................................................................................٥ ﻧﻈﺮة ﻓﻲ اﻟﺪیﻮان ................................................................................................................ ٨ َﺎ ِﺼـﺮ َﻧﺖ اﻟ ُﻼ ........................................................................................................... ٦١ ی ﻣ ُأ ِ ﻌ َﻔﻞ َﻜ ِیﻢ ا ِﻣﺎم ............................................................................................................. ٧١ ﺣ ُﺗ ﺮ ِ ﻹ ْ اﻟﻴـﻮم ﻋﻴـﺪ .................................................................................................................... ٨١ ُ ٌ َﺏﺸﺮ ِﻬﺎ و ُﺤﻤﺪا ............................................................................................................ ٩١ أ ْﺏ ﻣ ً َﺎ َﻴﺮ ﻣﻦ راﻗﺖ ﻟﻪ َﻔﺴﻲ .................................................................................................. ٠٢ ْ ُﻧ ی ﺧ ُ ْ ر َﺎح اﻟﺼ َﺎ .................................................................................................................... ٢٢ ِی ُ ِﺒ أ َﺎ اﻷ َﺎﻧﻲ ..................................................................................................................... ٤٢ َﻧ َﻣ " ودﻋْـ ُﻬﺎ " ................................................................................................................. ٦٢ ََ ّ ﺘ أﻗﺒﻠﺖ ........................................................................................................................... ٩٢ َ ْ ََ ْ َﺣﺒﺒ ُﻬﺎ َﺒﺮ اﻷ ِﻴﺮ .......................................................................................................... ١٣ أ َ ْﺘ ﻋ َ َﺛ ْ َﺣﺪي ﻣﻊ اﻷیﺎم ............................................................................................................. ٣٣ َ َ ْ و أم اﻟﻤ َﺎﺋﺐ ................................................................................................................... ٤٣ ُ ُ َﺼ ْ َﺎ ُﻠﻢ َﻣﺮیﻜﺎ ................................................................................................................. ٧٣ ی ﻇ ُأ َﺠﺮي اﻟﺪ َﺎء ﻓﻲ ﺛ َاك ر َﻴﺼﺔ ............................................................................................ ٩٣ ِﻣ ُ َ ﺮ ِ ﺧ ً ﺗ َیﺎ ﺱﻴﺪ اﻟ َـﻮم .................................................................................................................. ٠٤ َ ِ ﻘ ُْ ٤
- 6. ﺍﻟﻁﺒﻴﺏ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﺍﻹﻨﺴﺎﻥ ﻤﺎ ﻗﻴﻤﺔ ﺍﻟﺸﻌﺭ ﺇﻥ ﻟﻡ ﻴﻤﺘﺯﺝ ﺒﺎﻟﺨﻴﺎل ﻭﻤﺎ ﻗﻴﻤﺔ ﺍﻟﺤﺏ ﺇﻥ ﻟﻡ ﻴﺨﺭﺝ ﻋﻥ ﺤﺩﻭﺩ ﺍﻟﻭﺍﻗﻊ ﻭﻤﺎ ﻗﻴﻤﺔ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﺇﻥ ﻟﻡ ﻴﻜﻥ ﺨﻴﺎﻟﻪ ﺨﺼﺒﺎ ﻨﺩﻴﺎ ﻭﺍﻥ ﻟﻡ ﻴﻘﺒﻊ ﺍﻟﺸـﺎﻋﺭ ﺨﻠـﻑ ﻤﺘـﺎﺭﻴﺱ ﹰ ﹰ ﺍﻟﺒﻼﻏﺔ ﻴﺤﺎﺭﺏ ﺍﻟﻭﺍﻗﻊ ﺤﻴﻨﺎ ﻭﻴﻬﺎﺩﻨﻪ ﺤﻴﻨﺎ ﺃﺨﺭ. ﻤﺎ ﺠﺩﻭﻯ ﺍﻟﻨﻅﺭ ﺇﻟﻲ ﺸﺭﻓﺔ ﺍﻟﻤﺤﺒﻭﺒﺔ ﺍﻟﻤﻭﺼﺩﺓ ﺒﻌﺩ ﺃﻥ ﺭﺁﻫﺎ ﺤﺒﻴﺒﻬﺎ ﻤﻨﺫ ﺜﻭﺍﻥ ﻗﻠﻴﻠﺔ ﻭﻫﻲ ٍ ﹸﻴﻤﻡ ﺸﻁﺭ ﻤﻜﺎﻥ ﺃﺨﺭ. ٍ ﹶ ﺘ ﺒل ﻗل ﻤﻥ ﻴﺴﺘﻁﻴﻊ ﺃﻥ ﻴﺘﺠﻨﺏ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻨﻅﺭﺓ ﻤﻊ ﺘﻴﻘﻨﻪ ﺃﻥ ﺍﻟﺸﺭﻓﺔ ﺨﺎﻟﻴﺔ ﻤﻥ ﺍﻟﻤﺤﺒﻭﺒﺔ. ﻤﺎ ﻫﺫﺍ ﺍﻟﺜﺭﺍﺀ ﺍﻟﻔﺎﺤﺵ ﻤﻥ ﺍﻟﻌﺎﻁﻔﺔ ﺒﻌﺩ ﺃﻥ ﻴﻭﺩﻉ ﺍﻟﺤﺒﻴﺏ ﻤﺤﺒﻭﺒﺘﻪ ﻭﺘﺩﺨل ﺇﻟﻲ ﺒﻴﺘﻬﺎ ﺩﻭﻥ ﺃﻥ ﺘﻠﻘﻲ ﺇﻟﻴﻪ ﺒﻭﺸﺎﺡ ﺃﻭ ﺤﺘﻰ ﻨﻅﺭﺓ ﻋﺎﺒﺭﺓ. ﻤﺎ ﻗﻴﻤﺔ ﻜل ﻫﺫﺍ ﻭﻤﺎ ﺠﺩﻭﺍﻩ ﺇﻥ ﻟﻡ ﻴﻜﻥ ﺍﻹﻨﺴﺎﻥ ﺸﺎﻋﺭﺍ ﺒﺎﻟﻔﻁﺭﺓ. ﹰ ﻭﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﻜﻤﺎ ﻫﻭ ﺤﺎﻟﻨﺎ ﻤﻊ ﺨﺎﻟﺩ ﻤﺤﻤﻭﺩ ﺨﺎﻟﺩ ﻻﺒﺩ ﺃﻥ ﻴﻜﻭﻥ ﺇﻨﺴـﺎﻨﺎ ﺃﻭﻻ ﺜـﻡ ﺸـﺎﻋﺭﺍ ﹰ ﹰ ﺒﻌﺩ ﺫﻟﻙ. ﻻﻥ ﺍﻷﺩﻴﺏ ﻋﻤﻭﻤﺎ ﻭﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﻋﻠﻲ ﻭﺠﻪ ﺍﻟﺨﺼﻭﺹ ﻻﺒﺩ ﺃﻥ ﻴﺭﻱ ﺃﺩﺒﺔ ﻤﻥ ﺨﻼل ﻏﻼﻟـﻪ ﺸﻔﺎﻓﺔ ﻨﺭﺍﻩ ﻫﻭ ﻭﻗﺩ ﻋﺒﺭﺕ ﺴﺠﺎﻴﺎﻩ ﻭﺨﺼﺎﻟﻪ ﻋﻥ ﺸﻌﺭﺓ ﺃﻭ ﻋﺒﺭ ﺸﻌﺭﻩ ﻋﻥ ﺇﻨﺴﺎﻨﻴﺘﻪ. ﻓﻤﻬﻤﺎ ﻗﺎل ﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﻓﻲ ﻤﺩﺡ ﺍﻷﺨﻼﻗﻴﺎﺕ ﻓﺎﻥ ﺸﻌﺭﻩ ﻻ ﻴﻠﻘﻲ ﻗﺒﻭﻻ ﻟﺩﻱ ﺍﻟﻤﺘﻠﻘﻲ ﺇﻥ ﻜﺎﻥ ﻫﻭ ﺒﻌﻴﺩﺍ ﻜل ﺍﻟﺒﻌـﺩ ﹰ ﻋﻥ ﺍﻷﺨﻼﻗﻴﺎﺕ. ﻭﻤﻬﻤﺎ ﺼﺎﻍ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﺤﺏ ﻭﻫﻭ ﻟﻡ ﻴﻜﺘﻭ ﺒﻨﺎﺭ ﺍﻟﺤﺏ ﻓﻠﻥ ﺘﺅﺜﺭ ﺃﺒﻴﺎﺘﻪ ﻓﻲ ﻤﺠﺘﻤﻌﻪ ﻓﻲ ﺨﻠﺠـﺔ ِ ﻭﺍﺤﺩﺓ ﻤﻥ ﺨﻠﺠﺎﺕ ﻗﺎﺭﺌﺔ. ﻭﻫﻨﺎ... ﻻﺒﺩ ﺃﻥ ﺃﺸﻴﺭ ﺃﻥ ﺒﻴﻥ ﺃﻴﺩﻴﻨﺎ ﺩﻴﻭﺍﻥ ﻤﻥ ﺍﻟﺸﻌﺭ ﻜﺘﺒﻪ ﺇﻨﺴﺎﻥ ﻋﺎﺸﻕ ﻤﻬﺫﺏ ﻗﺒل ﺃﻥ ﻴﻜﻭﻥ ﺸﺎﻋﺭﺍ ﻤﺘﻤﻴﺯﺍ . ﹰ ﹰ ﺇﻨﺴﺎﻥ ﺃﺤﺏ ﺍﻟﺩﻨﻴﺎ ﻭﻤﻥ ﻓﻴﻬﺎ.. ﺤﺒﺎ ﻋﺎﻤﺎ ﻤﺘﺭﻓﻌﺎ ﻋﻥ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﺩ ﻭﻟﻴﺱ ﻤﺘﺩﻨﻴﺎ ﻟﻠﻐﺭﺍﺌﺯ ﹰ ﹰ ﹰ ﹰ ﺇﻨﺴﺎﻥ ﻻ ﻴﺤﺏ ﺤﻴﻥ ﻴﺨﺘﺎﺭ ﻭﻻ ﻴﺨﺘﺎﺭ ﺤﻴﻥ ﻴﺤﺏ ﺇﻨﺴﺎﻥ ﻴﻌﺸﻕ ﺍﻟﺠﻤﺎل ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﻜﺎﺌﻨﺎﺕ ﻭﺍﻷﺤﺩﺍﺙ ﻭﺍﻟﺒﺸﺭ ﻭﻟﻜﻨﻪ ﻴﺄﺨﺫ ﺨﺼﻭﺼﻴﺔ ﺒﻌﻴﺩﺍ ﺒﻌﻴﺩﺍ ﹰ ﹰ ﻋﻥ ﺃﻋﻴﻥ ﺍﻟﻤﺘﺴﺎﺌﻠﻴﻥ ﻨﺎﻫﻴﻙ ﻋﻥ ﺍﻟﻤﺘﻁﻔﻠﻴﻥ ﺤﺘﻰ ﻭﺍﻥ ﺍﻗﺘﺭﺒﺕ ﻤﻨﻪ ﻋﻭﺍﻤل ﺍﻹﻏﺭﺍﺀ ﻤﺠﺘﻤﻌﻪ ﻓﻲ ﺇﻨﺴﺎﻥ ﻻ ﻴﻤﻠﻙ ﺇﻻ ﺃﻥ ﻴﻘﻭل. ﻟﺴﺕ ﺃﻨﺕ ﺍﻟﺤﺒﻴﺏ ﺍﻟﻤﻨﺘﻅﺭ .. ﺜﻡ ﻴﻤﻀﻰ ﹶ ﹶَ ﹶ ٥
- 7. ﻭﺒﺩﻴﻬﻲ ﺃﻨﻨﻲ ﻟﻡﺃﺨﻠﺹ ﺇﻟﻲ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻵﺭﺍﺀ ﻭﺍﻷﺤﻜﺎﻡ ﺇﻻ ﺒﻌﺩ ﻗﺭﺍﺀﺓ ﻤﺘﺄﻨﻴـﺔ ﻟﺸـﻌﺭ ﺨﺎﻟـﺩ ﻤﺤﻤﻭﺩ ﺨﺎﻟﺩ ﻭﻓﻲ ﻨﻔﺱ ﺍﻟﻭﻗﺕ ﺒﻌﺩ ﺭﻓﻘﺔ ﻁﻴﺒﺔ ﺒﺫﺍﺕ ﺍﻹﻨﺴﺎﻥ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﺭﻓﻘﺔ ﻗﺼﻴﺭﺓ ﺍﻷﻤﺩ ﻋﻤﻴﻘﺔ ﺍﻷﺜﺭ. ﺍﺨﺘﺭﺕ ﺃﻥ ﺃﺴﻴﺭ ﻓﻲ ﺩﺭﻭﺒﻬﺎ ﺒﻨﻔﺱ ﺃﺴﻠﻭﺒﻪ ﻭﻤﻨﻁﻘﻪ ﺍﻟﺫﻱ ﻴﻨﺄﻯ ﺒﻜل ﺸﺊ ﻋﻥ ﺍﻟﻐـﺭﺽ ﻭﻴﺩﻓﻊ ﺒﺎﻷﺤﺩﺍﺙ ﺒﻌﻴﺩﺍ ﻋﻥ ﺍﻟﻬﻭﻯ ﻭﺍﻟﻨﺯﻕ. ﹰ ﻭﺍﻟﺸﻌﺭ ﺍﻟﺫﻱ ﺒﻴﻥ ﺃﻴﺩﻴﻨﺎ ﻓﻲ ﻫﺫﺍ ﺍﻟﺩﻴﻭﺍﻥ ﻴﺘﻤﺜل ﻓﻲ ﺨﻤﺱ ﻋﺸﺭﺓ ﻗﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻓـﻲ ﺃﻏـﺭﺍﺽ ﺸﺘﻲ ﻤﺨﺘﻠﻔﺔ ﻤﺘﺒﺎﻴﻨﺔ. ﻭﺭﻏﻡ ﻫﺫﺍ ﺍﻻﺨﺘﻼﻑ ﺍﻟﻭﺍﻀﺢ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻷﻏﺭﺍﺽ ﻓﺎﻥ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﺎﺌﺩ ﺘﺠﻤﻌﻬـﺎ ﺼﺒﻐﺔ ﻭﺍﺤﺩﺓ ﻫﻲ ﻨﺘﺎﺝ ﻨﻔﺴﻴﺔ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﻭﻋﻘﻠﻴﺘﻪ ﻭﻁﺒﺎﻋﻪ ﻭﺴـﺠﺎﻴﺎﻩ. ﻟﺩﺭﺠـﺔ ﺃﻨﻨـﻲ ﺃﻗـﻭل ﺃﻥ ﺍﻟﺩﻭﺍﻭﻴﻥ ﺍﻟﻘﺎﺩﻤﺔ ﻟﺨﺎﻟﺩ ﻤﺤﻤﻭﺩ ﺨﺎﻟﺩ ﻴﺴﺘﻁﻴﻊ ﺍﻟﻘﺎﺭﺉ ﺃﻥ ﻴﺘﻌﺭﻑ ﻋﻠﻴﻬﺎ ﺤﺘﻰ ﻟﻭ ﻜﺎﻨﺕ ﺒﻼ ﺃﻏﻠﻔﻪ ﻭﺤﺘﻰ ﻟﻭ ﻟﻡ ﺘﻜﻥ ﻤﺩﻭﻨﺔ ﺒﺎﺴﻤﻪ. ﻭﻫﺫﺍ ﺍﻟﺩﻴﻭﺍﻥ ﻨﺴﺘﻁﻴﻊ ﺃﻥ ﻨﺘﻌﺭﻑ ﻋﻠﻲ ﺍﻟﺤﻘﺎﺌﻕ ﺍﻟﺘﺎﻟﻴﺔ ﻓﻴﻪ ﺒﻌﻴـﺩﺍ ﻋـﻥ ﺃﺴـﺎﻟﻴﺏ ﺍﻟﻨﻘـﺩ ﺍﻟﻤﺘﻌﺎﺭﻑ ﻋﻠﻴﻬﺎ. ﻭﺃﻗﻭل ﺒﻌﻴﺩﺍ ﻋﻥ ﺃﺴﺎﻟﻴﺏ ﺍﻟﻨﻘﺩ ﻷﻥ ﺍﻟﺘﺤﻠﻴل ﺍﻟﻜﻴﻤﻴﺎﺌﻲ ﻟﻠﻭﺭﺩﺓ ﻴﺘﺠﺎﻫل ﺠﻤﺎﻟﻬﺎ ﻭﺭﺍﺌﺤﺘﻬـﺎ ﹰ ﺍﻟﻌﻁﺭﺓ. ﻜﻤﺎ ﺃﻥ ﺍﻟﺘﻌﺭﻴﻑ ﺍﻟﻁﺒﻲ ﻟﻠﺩﻤﻌﺔ ﻻ ﻴﻤﻜﻥ ﺃﻥ ﻴﻨﺒﺌﻨﺎ ﻫل ﻜﺎﻨﺕ ﺩﻤﻌـﺔ ﺤـﺯﻥ ﺃﻡ ﺩﻤﻌـﺔ ﻓﺭﺡ. ﻭﺇﻟﻲ ﺘﺄﻤﻼﺘﻲ: ﺃﻭﻻ: ﺒﺩﺍﻴﺔ ﻤﻥ ﺍﻟﻌﻨﻭﺍﻥ )ﺍﻷﻤﺎﻨﻲ( ﻨﺠﺩ ﺃﻥ ﺃﻤﺎﻨﻲ ﺨﺎﻟﺩ ﻤﺤﻤﻭﺩ ﺨﺎﻟﺩ ﺘﺘﻀـﺢ ﻓـﻲ ﺤﺒـﻪ ﻟﻠﺤﻴﺎﺓ ﻭﻟﻤﻥ ﻴﺴﺘﺤﻘﻭﻥ ﺍﻟﺤﺏ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﺤﻴﺎﺓ. ﺘﺘﻀﺢ ﻟﻌﺸﻘﻪ ﻟﻠﺤﻕ ﻭﺍﻟﺨﻴﺭ ﻭﺍﻟﺠﻤﺎل ﺴﻭﺍﺀ ﻜﺎﻨﺕ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻤﻌﺎﻨﻲ ﻤﺘﻭﺍﺠﺩﺓ ﻓﻲ ﻜﺎﺌﻨﺎﺕ ﺃﻭ ﺒﺸﺭ. ﻭﻓﻲ ﻗﺼﻴﺩﺓ "ﺤﻔل ﺘﻜﺭﻴﻡ ﺍﻹﻤﺎﻡ" ﻨﺴﺘﻁﻴﻊ ﺃﻥ ﻨﻌﺜﺭ ﻋﻠﻲ ﻫﺫﺍ ﺍﻟﺤﺏ ﺴﻭﺍﺀ ﻓﻲ ﻤﻭﻀـﻭﻉ ُ ﹶ ِ ِ ِ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﺃﻭ ﺒﻌﻴﺩﺍ ﻋﻥ ﻫﺫﺍ ﺍﻟﻤﻭﻀﻭﻉ ﻭﻗﺩ ﻅﻬﺭ ﻫﺫﺍ ﺍﻟﺤﺏ ﻓﻲ ﺒﻴﺘﻪ ﺍﻟﺫﻱ ﻴﻘﻭل ﻓﻴﻪ ﻫﻴﻬﺎﺕ ﺃﻨﺕ ﻴﺎ ﺨﻴﺭ ﻜل ﻤﻘﺎﻡ ﹾ َ ﹶ ﹶ ﹸﱢ ﻴﺭﻨﻭ ﻭﻴﺭﻨﻭ ﺇﻟﻴﻙ ﻜل ﻤﻜﺎﺒﺭ ﹸﱡ ٍ ﻜﻤﺎ ﻴﻅﻬﺭ ﻫﺫﺍ ﺒﻭﻀﻭﺡ ﻭﺠﻼﺀ ﻓﻲ ﻗﺼﻴﺩﺓ "ﺭﻴﺎﺡ ﺍﻟﺼﺒﺎ" ﺨﺼﻭﺼﺎ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﺒﻴـﺕ ﺍﻟـﺫﻱ ِِ ﺃﻋﺘﺒﺭﻩ ﺩﺭﺓ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﺍﻟﺫﻱ ﻴﻘﻭل ﻓﻴﻪ. ﺃﺤﻴﺎ ﺒﻪ ﺍﻟﻴﻭﻡ ﻭﺍﻟﻴﻭﻡ ﻴﺤﻴﻴﻨﻲ ِ ﻓﺎﻟﺼﺒﺭ ﻋﻨﻭﺍﻥ ﻟﻜل ﺸﻤﺎﺌﻠﻲ ِ ِ ﹸ ﱢ ﹶ ﹶ ﺇﻥ ﺤﺏ ﺨﺎﻟﺩ ﻤﺤﻤﻭﺩ ﺨﺎﻟﺩ ﻟﻠﻘﻴﻤﺔ ﻭﺍﻟﻌﻔﺔ ﻭﺍﻟﻤﺜﺎﺒﺭﺓ ﻭﺤﺭﺼﻪ ﻋﻠﻲ ﺃﻥ ﻴﺨﻭﺽ ﻏﻤﺎﺭ ﺒﺤﺭ ﺤﻴﺎﺘﻪ ﻤﺴﻠﺤﺎ ﺒﺄﺴﻠﺤﺔ ﺠﻤﻴﻠﺔ ﻭﻗﻭﻴﺔ ﻓﻲ ﺁﻥ ﻭﺍﺤﺩ ﻴﺘﺠﻠﻲ ﻓﻲ ﺃﺒﻴﺎﺕ ﻜﺜﻴﺭﺓ ﺃﺨﺫﺕ ﻤﻨﻬﺎ ﻤﺎ ﺴﺒﻕ. ﹰ ﺜﺎﻨﻴﺎ: ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﺨﺎﻟﺩ ﻤﺤﻤﻭﺩ ﺨﺎﻟﺩ ﻴﺸﺒﻪ ﺍﻟﺯﻫﺭﺓ ﺍﻟﻘﻭﻤﻴﺔ ﺍﻟﺘﻲ ﺘﻨﻤﻭ ﻓﻲ ﻜل ﺍﻟﺭﺒﻭﻉ ﻭﻴﺭﺍﻫﺎ ﺍﻟﺯﺭﺍﻉ ﻭﺍﻟﻨﺎﺱ ﻗﻴﻤﻪ ﺘﺒﻌﺙ ﻓﻲ ﻨﻔﻭﺴﻬﻡ ﺍﻟﺭﻏﺒﺔ ﻭﺍﻟﺩﻓﺊ ﻭﺍﻟﺤﺏ ﻭﺍﻷﻤﺎﻥ ٦
- 8. ﻟﺫﻟﻙ ﻨﺭﺍﻩ ﻴﻜﺘﺏﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﻤﺤﺒﻭﺒﺔ ﺍﻹﻨﺴﺎﻨﺔ ﺍﻟﻔﺭﺩ ﻭﻴﻜﺘﺏ ﻤﻊ ﺫﻟﻙ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﻤﺤﺒﻭﺒﺔ ﺍﻟﻜﺒﺭﻱ ﻓـﻲ ﺍﻟﻭﻁﻥ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻷﻡ ﺍﻟﺘﻲ ﻨﺤﻴﺎ ﻓﻲ ﺭﺒﻭﻋﻬﺎ. ﻭﻴﻜﺘﺏ ﺃﻴﻀﺎ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﺭﻤﻭﺯ ﺍﻟﺘﻲ ﺘﺤﻴﺎ ﻋﻠـﻲ ﺃﺭﺽ ﻫـﺫﺍ ﺍﻟﻭﻁﻥ، ﻓﻨﺭﺍﻩ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﺩﻴﻭﺍﻥ ﻴﺘﻨﺎﻭل ﻜل ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻷﻏﺭﺍﺽ ﺒﺘﻠﻘﺎﺌﻴﺔ ﻓﺭﻴﺩﺓ ﺘﺸـﺒﻪ ﺘﻠﻘﺎﺌﻴـﺔ ﺍﻹﻨﺴـﺎﻥ ﺍﻟﺼﺎﺩﻕ ﺤﻴﻥ ﻴﻌﺒﺭ ﻷﺨﻴﻪ ﺃﻭ ﻟﺤﺒﻴﺒﺘﻪ ﻋﻤﺎ ﻴﺠﻴﺵ ﻓﻲ ﺼﺩﺭﻩ. ﻭﻨﻠﻤﺢ ﺫﻟﻙ ﺍﻟﺼﺩﻕ ﻭﺘﻠﻙ ﺍﻟﺘﻠﻘﺎﺌﻴﺔ ﺇﺫﺍ ﺃﺨﺫﻨﺎ ﺒﻴﺘﻴﻥ ﻤﻥ ﻗﺼﻴﺩﺘﻴﻥ ﻓﻴﻬﻤـﺎ ﺍﺨـﺘﻼﻑ ﻓـﻲ ﺍﻟﻤﻭﻀﻭﻉ ﻭﺍﺘﻔﺎﻕ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﻌﺎﻁﻔﺔ. ﻓﻔﻲ ﻗﺼﻴﺩﺓ " ﺃﻨﺎ ﺍﻷﻤﺎﻨﻲ" ﻴﻘﻭل َﹶ َ ﺃ ﹸﺎﺠﻲ ﺍﻟ ﺼل ﺃﻡ ﺃ ﹸﺎﺠﻴـﻙ ﻨ ﻭ َ ﻨ ∴ َﻨﺕ ﺍﻟﺤ ِﻴﺏ ﻭﻨﺎﺭ ﺍﻟ ﹶﻭﻕ ﹶﻘﺘﻠ ﹸﻲ ﺃ ﹶ ﺒ ﺸ ِ ﺘ ﻨ ﻭﻓﻲ ﻗﺼﻴﺩﺓ " ﺃﺒﺸﺭ ﺒﻬﺎ ﻭﻤﺤﻤﺩﺍ " ﻴﻘﻭل َ ِ ﺎ ﺭﺓ ﺍﻟ ﺒﺢ ﺍﻟ ﻠﻴـل ﺍﻟ ﹶـﺎ ِﻱ ﻴ ﺩ ﹶ ﺼ ِ ﻌ ِ ﻨ ﺩ ∴ ﺎ ﻫﺭﺓ ﺘﻬ ﹸﻭﺍ ﺍﻟ ﹸﻠﻭﺏ ﻟﺴ ِﺭﻫﺎ ﻴ ﺯ ﹰﹶ ﻔ ﻘ ﺤ ﺜﺎﻟﺜﺎ: ﻟﻡ ﻴﺴﻜﻥ ﺨﺎﻟﺩ ﻤﺤﻤﻭﺩ ﺨﺎﻟﺩ ﻓﻰ ﺒﺭﺝ ﻋﺎﺠﻲ ﻭﻴﻌﻴﺵ ﺒﻤﻌﺯل ﻋـﻥ ﺩﻨﻴـﺎﻩ ﻭﺭﻏـﻡ ﺃﻥ ﺍﻷﺒﺭﺍﺝ ﺍﻟﻌﺎﺠﻴﺔ ﻟﻬﺎ ﻟﺫﺘﻬﺎ ﻭﺨﺼﻭﺼﻴﺘﻬﺎ ﺇﻻ ﺃﻥ ﺴﺎﻜﻨﻴﻬﺎ ﻨﻌﺘـﻭﻥ ﺒﺎﻟﺴـﻠﺒﻴﺔ ﺍﺤﻴﺎﻨـﺎ ﹰ ﻴ ﻭﺒﺎﻟﺘﺨﻠﻑ ﻋﻥ ﺍﻟﺭﻜﺏ ﺃﺤﻴﺎﻨﺎ ﺃﺨﺭﻯ. ﹰ ﻓﺨﺎﻟﺩ ﺍﻟﻁﺒﻴﺏ ﺍﻟﻤﻌﺎﻟﺞ ﺍﻟﺫﻯ ﺠﺎﺏ ﺍﻟﺩﻨﻴﺎ ﻁﻭﻻ ﻭﻋﺭﻀﺎ ﻭﻋـﺎﻟﺞ ﺍﻟﻤﺭﻀـﻰ ﻤـﻥ ﻜﻔـﺭ ﹰ ﹰ ﺍﻟﺸﻭﺭﺒﺠﻰ ﺤﺘﻰ ﺠﻨﻭﺏ ﺍﻟﻴﻤﻥ. ﻗﺎﻡ ﺒﻬﺫﺍ ﺍﻟﺩﻭﺭ ﺃﻴﻀﺎ ﻜﺸﺎﻋﺭ. ﹰ ﻓﻨﺭﺍﻩ ﻟﻡ ﻴﻜﺘﻑ ﺒﻁﻠﻌﺘﻪ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭﻴﺔ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺍﻟﻤﺤﺒﻭﺒﺔ ﻭﺇﻨﻤﺎ ﺃﺩﻟﻰ ﺒـﺩﻟﻭﻩ ﻓـﻲ ﻗﻀـﺎﻴﺎ ﺃﻤﺘـﻪ ﻭﻤﺠﺘﻤﻌﻪ ﻭﻗﻀﺎﻴﺎ ﺩﻴﻨﻪ ﻭﺩﻨﻴﺎﻩ ﻟﺩﺭﺠﺔ ﺘﺠﻌل ﻤﻌﺎﻟﺠﺔ ﻫﺫﺍ ﺍﻷﻤﺭ ﻴﺤﺘﺎﺝ ﺇﻟﻰ ﻤﺠﻠﺩﺍﺕ ﻻ ﻴﺴـﻌﻬﺎ ﻫﺫﺍ ﺍﻟﺩﻴﻭﺍﻥ ﻭﻴﺤﺘﺎﺝ ﺇﻟﻰ ﺘﻤﺤﻴﺹ ﻭﺘﺩﻗﻴﻕ ﻤﻥ ﻜل ﻗﺎﺭﺉ ﺃﻀﺎﻓﺕ ﺇﻟﻴﻪ ﻫـﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼـﺎﺌﺩ ﺒﻌـﺽ ﺍﻟﻤﺘﻌﺔ ﺃﻭ ﻜل ﺍﻟﻤﺘﻌﺔ. ﺍﻟﺨﺎﺘﻤﺔ: ﻤﺜل ﺍﻟﺫﻱ ﻴﻨﺤﻨﻲ ﻋﻨﺩ ﺴﻔﺢ ﺠﺒل ﻭﻴﻘﻁﻑ ﻤﻥ ﺃﺭﻀﻪ ﺯﻫﺭﺓ. ﺃﺭﺍﻨﻲ ﻜﺘﺒﺕ ﻤﺎ ﻜﺘﺒﺕ ﻋـﻥ ﹰ ﺩﻴﻭﺍﻨﻙ ﻴﺎ ﺩﻜﺘﻭﺭ ﺨﺎﻟﺩ ﺃﻭ ﻴﺎ ﺨﺎﻟﺩ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﺍﻟﻤﺘﻤﻴﺯ ﺍﻟﺠﻤﻴل. ﻭﻓﻰ ﻜﻠﺘﺎ ﺍﻟﺤﺎﻟﺘﻴﻥ ﻨﺤﺎﺭ ﻫل ﻫﻭ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﺍﻟﻁﺒﻴﺏ ﺃﻡ ﺍﻟﻁﺒﻴﺏ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﺃﻤﺎ ﺃﻨـﺎ ﻓـﻼ ﺃﺭﻯ ﺩﺍﻋﻴﺎ ﻟﻠﺤﻴﺭﺓ ﻓﻬﻭ ﺍﻟﻁﺒﻴﺏ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﺍﻹﻨﺴﺎﻥ ﺍﻵﻥ ﻭﻓﻰ ﻜل ﺍﻷﻭﻗﺎﺕ ﻤﺤﻤﺩ ﺼﺎﺩﻕ ٧
- 9. ﻨﻅﺭﺓ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﺩﻴﻭﺍﻥ ﻋﻨﺩﻤﺎﻗﺭﺃﺕ ﻗﺼﺎﺌﺩ ﻫﺫﺍ ﺍﻟﺩﻴﻭﺍﻥ )ﺍﻷﻤﺎﻨﻲ( ﻭﺠﻠﺴﺕ ﻤﻊ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﺃﻋﺒﺭ ﻟﻪ ﻋﻥ ﺇﻋﺠـﺎﺒﻲ ﺒﻤﻔﺭﺩﺍﺕ ﺍﻟﻠﻐﺔ ﺍﻟﺘﻰ ﺍﺴﺘﻘﻰ ﻤﻨﻬﺎ ﺃﺒﻴﺎﺘﻪ ﻭﻋﺭﻓﺕ ﻤﻨﻪ ﺨﻼل ﺠﻠﺴﺘﻨﺎ ﻤﻌﺎ ﺃﻨﻪ ﻴﻬﻤـﻪ ﺃﻥ ﻴﻌـﺭﻑ ﹰ ﺍﻟﻘﺎﺭﺉ ﻤﻨﺎﺴﺒﺎﺕ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﺎﺌﺩ ﺍﻟﺘﻰ ﻀﻤﻬﺎ ﻫﺫﺍ ﺍﻟﺩﻴﻭﺍﻥ. ﻭﺇﻨﻪ ﻟﺸﻴﺊ ﺠﻤﻴل ﺃﻥ ﻴﻌﺒﺭ ﺍﻟﺸـﺎﻋﺭ ﻋـﻥ ﺘﺠﺭﺒﺘﻪ ﻭﺃﺤﻼﻤﻪ ﻭﻤﻭﺍﻗﻔﻪ ﻓﻰ ﻤﺎ ﻴﻜﺘﺏ ﺤﺘﻰ ﻴﻜﻭﻥ ﺘﺄﺭﻴﺨﺎ ﻟﻪ ﻭﺃﻥ ﻴﻨﺩﻤﺞ ﺍﻟﻘﺎﺭﺉ ﻤﻊ ﻜل ﻗﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﹰ ﺒﻤﻨﺎﺴﺒﺘﻬﺎ ﻭﻟﻌﻠﻬﺎ ﺘﻨﺎﺴﺏ ﻗﺎﺭﺌﻬﺎ ﻓﻰ ﻤﻭﻗﻑ ﻟﻪ. ﻓﺈﻥ ﺍﻟﺘﻔﺎﻋل ﺍﻟﺫﻯ ﻴﺤﺩﺙ ﺒﻴﻥ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﻭﺍﻟﻘـﺎﺭﺉ ﻀﺭﻭﺭﻯ ﺤﺘﻰ ﺘﻜﺘﻤل ﺩﺍﺌﺭﺓ ﺍﻹﺒﺩﺍﻉ. ﺤﻴﺙ ﺃﻥ ﺍﻹﺒﺩﺍﻉ ﻤﺎ ﻫﻭ ﺇﻻ ﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﻭﻤﺘﻠﻘﻰ ﻭﻨﺎﻗﺩ. ﻤﺎ ﺃﺭﻭﻉ ﻫﺫﺍ ﺍﻻﺴﺘﻬﻼل ﻓﻰ ﺤﺏ ﺍﻟﻭﻁﻥ. ﻟﻘﺩ ﺍﺴﺘﻬل ﺸﺎﻋﺭﻨﺎ ﺩﻴﻭﺍﻥ ﺍﻷﻤﺎﻨﻲ ﺒﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻓﻰ ﺤﺏ ﺍﻟﻭﻁﻥ ﻭﻟﻤﺎ ﻻ ﻭﻫﻭ ﻋﺎﺸﻕ ﻟﻭﻁﻨﻪ ﻤﺘﻴﻡ ﻓﻰ ﺤﺒﻪ. ﻟﻘﺩ ﺍﺭﺘﻭﻯ ﻤﻥ ﻨﻴﻠـﻪ ﻭﺘﺭﻋـﺭﻉ ﻓـﻰ ﺃﺤﻀﺎﻨﻪ ﻓﻬﺎﻤﺕ ﺭﻭﺤﻪ ﻭﺴﻤﺎ ﻭﺠﺩﺍﻨﻪ ﻓﻰ ﺤﺏ ﻤﺼﺭ ﻟﻘﺪ ﺗﺠﺴﺪ هﺬا اﻟﺤﺐ وهﺬا اﻟﻌﺸﻖ ﻟﻠﻮﻃﻦ. ﻓﻰ ﻗﺼﻴﺩﺓ " ﻴﺎ ﻤﺼﺭ ﺃﻨﺕ ﺍﻟﻌﻼ " ِ َ ِ ﻭَﻨ ـﺕ ﺍﻟﺭﻴ ـﺎﺽ ﻓ ـﻲ ﻋ ـﺎﻟﻡ ﹶﻔ ـﺭ ﺃ ِ ـ ـ ـ ٍ ﻗ ∴ ﻴﺎ ِﺼﺭ َﻨﺕ ﺍﻟ ﻼ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟ ﻨﻴﺎ ﹶﺎ ِﺒـﺔ ﺩ ﻗﻁ ﹰ ﻤ ﺃ ِ ﻌ ﻭﺍﻟ ﻨﻴﺎ ﹶﺤﺒﻭ ﻓﻰ ﻬـل ﻭﻓـﻰ ﻓﻘﹾـﺭ ﹶ ﺠ ٍ ﺩ ﺘ ∴ ﻭَﻨﺕ ﺍﻟﺤ ﺎﺭﺓ ﻨﺫ ﹸﻨـﺕ ـﺒﻴﺔ ﺃ ِ ﻀ ﹾ ﻤ ﹸ ﻜ ِ ﺼ ﹰ ﺒﺎﻟﺤﺏ ﺒﺎﻟ ﻨﻴﺎﻥ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟﺤﺭ ﺎﻥ ﻭﺍﻟ ﹶﺼﺭ ِﻤ ِ ﻨ ِ ﺒ ِ ∴ ـﺔ ﺸ ـﻬﺩ ﺍﻷﻭ ـل ﺃﻨ ـﻙ ﻟ ﻅﻴﻤـ ﹲ ﹶـ َ ﺍﺌـ ْ َ ﹶـ ِ ﹶﻌ ﺃﻤﺎ ﻗﺼﻴﺩﺓ " ﺤﻔل ﺘﻜﺭﻴﻡ ﺍﻹﻤﺎﻡ" ُ ﹶ ِ ِ ِ ﺇ ﺎﻡ ﺍﻟ ِﻠﻡ ﺎ ﹶـﻪ ِـﻥ ِﻤـﺎﻡ ِﻤ ﻌ ِ ﻴ ﻟ ﻤ ﺇ ْ ∴ ﻟ ﺎ ﻋﻴﺕ ﻟ ﻔل ﹶﻜ ِﻴ ِ ﺍﻹ ـﺎﻡ ﻤ ﺩ ِ ﹸ ِﺤ ِ ﺘ ﺭ ﻡ ِ ﻤ ﻭﻤ ﻠﻤﺎ ﺘ ـﺩﺜﺕ ِـﻪ ﺍﻷ ﹶـﺎﻡ َﻨ ﹶ ﹾ ﺒ ﻌ ﹰ ﹶﺤ ∴ ﺍ ِﺴﻡ ﻋﺒﺩ ﺍﷲ ﹶﺎ ِﻴﺦ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟ ﻼ ﻌ ﺘﺭ ﹲ ﻻ ﻭ ﻌﻠﻤﺎ ﹶﻬﻔﻭﺍ ﻟ ﺼﻔﻪ ﺍ َﻗـﻼﻡ ِﻭ ِ ﻷ ﻤ ﹰ ﺘ ∴ َﻤﻀﻴﺕ ﻤﺭﺍ ﻟﻠﻁ ﹶﺌﻊ ﺎﺩﻴـﺎ ﹶ ﻋ ﹰ ﹶﻼ ِ ﻫ ﹰ ﺃ ﻭ ﺒﺸﺭﺍ ﺎ ﺭﺓ ﺍﻟ ِﻠﻡ ﻭﺍﻷ ﻼﻡ ﻋ ﻤ ﹰ ﻴ ﺩ ﹶ ﻌِ ∴ َﻓﻨﻴﺕ ﻤﺭﺍ ﻟﻠﺭ ـﺎﻟﺔ ﺎﺩﻴـﺎ ﺃ ﹶ ﻋ ﹰ ِﺴ ِ ﻫ ﹰ ﻤﺯ ﺍﻟ ﻁﻭﻟﺔ ﻭ ﻤﺯ ﻜ ﱢ ﻤ ﹶـﺎﻡ ﺭ ﺒ ِ ﺭ ﹸل ﻘ ∴ ﻫ ﺎ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺍﻟ ﺭﺏ ﻨ ﹶﺭﻡ ﹶﺎ ِﺴـﺎ ﺩ ِ ﹸﻜ ﻓ ﺭ ﹰ ﻴ ٨
- 10. ﻟﻘﺩ ﻜﺘﺏ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻓﻲ ﺤﻔل ﺘﻜﺭﻴﻡ ﺍﻷﺴﺘﺎﺫ ﻋﺒﺩ ﺍﷲ ﻤﺤﻤﻭﺩ ﺒﺴـﻴﻭﻨﻰ ﻤـﺩﻴﺭ ﺇﺩﺍﺭﺓ ﺍﻟﻤﺩﺭﺴﺔ ﺍﻟﺜﺎﻨﻭﻴﺔ ﺍﻟﻤﻌﻤﺎﺭﻴﺔ ﺍﻟﺯﺨﺭﻓﻴﺔ ﺒﻜﻔﺭ ﺍﻟﺯﻴﺎﺕ – ﻤﺤﺎﻓﻅﺔ ﺍﻟﻐﺭﺒﻴﺔ. ﻟﺒﻠﻭﻏـﻪ ﺍﻟﺴـﻥ ﺍﻟﻘﺎﻨﻭﻨﻴﺔ. ﻓﻜﺎﻨﺕ ﻤﺴﻙ ﺍﻟﺨﺘﺎﻡ ﻟﻤﻌﻠﻡ ﻭﻤﺭﺒﻰ ﻓﺎﻀل ﺃﻓﻨﻰ ﺤﻴﺎﺘﻪ ﻓﻰ ﺨﺩﻤﺔ ﺍﻟﻌﻠﻡ ﻭﺍﻟﺘﻌﻠـﻴﻡ ﻓﻜﺎﻨـﺕ ﺍﻟﺒﻁﻭﻟﺔ ﺍﻟﺘﻰ ﺘﻤﺸﻰ ﺒﻬﺎ ﻁﻼﺌﻊ ﺍﻷﻴﺎﻡ. ﻟﻘﺩ ﺃﻫﺩﻯ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻟﻠﻤﻌﻠﻡ ﻭﺍﻟﻤﺭﺒﻰ ﺍﻟﻔﺎﻀل ﻓﻰ ﺤﻔل ﺘﻜﺭﻴﻤﻪ ﻜﻤﺎ ﻋﺭﻓﺕ ﻤﻨﻪ ﻤﻨﺎﺴﺒﺔ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ. ﻓﺈﻥ ﺩل ﺫﻟﻙ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺸﺊ ﻓﺈﻨﻤﺎ ﻴﺩل ﻋﻠﻰ ﻤـﺩﻯ ﺍﺤﺘـﺭﺍﻡ ﺍﻟﺸـﺎﻋﺭ ﻟﻠﻌﻠـﻡ ﻭﺍﻟﻤﻌﻠﻤﻴﻥ ﻭﺃﻨﻪ ﺍﺴﺘﻠﻬﻡ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻷﺒﻴﺎﺕ ﻤﻥ ﻗﻭل ﺃﺤﻤﺩ ﺸﻭﻗﻰ. ﹶﺎﺩ ﺍﻟ ﻌﻠﻡ ﺃﻥ ﻴﻜﻭﻥ ﺭ ﻭﻻ ﺴ ﹶ ﻜ ﻤ ﻗﻡ ﻟﻠ ﻌﻠﻡ ﻓﻪ ﺍﻟ ﹶﺒﺠﻴﻼ ﹸ ﻤ ِ ﻭ ِ ﺘ ﺃﻤﺎ ﻗﺼﻴﺩﺓ " ﺍﻟﻴﻭﻡ ﻋﻴﺩ " ﻓــﻲ ﺤﻔــل ﺍﻟــﺭ ﺍﺩ ﻭ ِ ﻤ ∴ ﺍﻟﻴﻭﻡ ﻋﻴﺩ ﻭﻋﻴـﺩ ﹶﻨـﺎ ﻋﻴـﺩ ﻟ ﻓــﻲ ﻭﹶﺤــﺔ ﺍ َﺴــ ﺎﺩ ﻴ ِ ﻷ ﺍ ∴ ﺃﻨﺕ ﺍﻟﻌﻠﻭﻡ ﻭﺃﻨﺕ ﺍﻟﻌﻠﻡ ﹶﺎ ِﺒ ﹰ ﻗﻁﺔ ﹶ ﹶ ﻴﺎ ﹶﺎﺭ ﺍﻟ ﺠﺩ ﻭﺍﻷﻤﺠـﺎﺩ ﻓ ﺱ ﻤ ِ ∴ ﹸﻬﺩﻱ ﻭ ﹸﻬﺩﻱ ِﻟﻴﻙ ﻜل ﹶﺤﻴـﺔ ٍ ﺇ ﹸﱠ ﺘ َ ﻨ ﻨ ﹸﻨﺎ ﹶﺘﻭﻕ ِﻟﻴﻙ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟ ِﻴﻌﺎﺩ ﻤ ﻜ ﻨ ﹸ ﺇ ∴ ﺠﺌﺕ ﺇﻟﻴﻨﺎ ﻌ ِﻤـﺎ ﻭﺭ ـﻭﻻ ﻤﻠ ﹰ ﺴ ﹶ ﻟﻘﺩ ﺘﻐﻨﻰ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﺒﻬﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻓﻰ ﺤﻔل ﺘﻜﺭﻴﻡ ﺍﻷﺴﺘﺎﺫ ﻋﻴﺩ ﻋﺒﺩ ﺍﷲ ﻋﻭﺽ ﻤﺩﻴﺭ ﺇﺩﺍﺭﺓ ﺍﻟﻤﺩﺭﺴﺔ ﺍﻟﺜﺎﻨﻭﻴﺔ ﺍﻟﻤﻴﻜﺎﻨﻴﻜﻴﺔ ﺍﻟﺼﻨﺎﻋﻴﺔ ﺒﻜﻔﺭ ﺍﻟﺯﻴﺎﺕ – ﻤﺤﺎﻓﻅـﺔ ﺍﻟﻐﺭﺒﻴـﺔ. ﻟﺒﻠﻭﻏـﻪ ﺍﻟﺴـﻥ ﺍﻟﻘﺎﻨﻭﻨﻴﺔ. ﻓﻜﺎﻨﺕ ﻭﺴﺎﻤﺎ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺼﺩﺭ ﻫﺫﺍ ﺍﻟﺭﺠل ﻭﻗﻼﺩﺓ ﺘﺄﺒﻰ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺍﻟﻘﻭﺍﺩ. ﻓﻜﺄﻥ ﻫـﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼـﻴﺩﺓ ﹰ ﺘﺘﻭﻕ ﺇﻟﻴﻪ ﻭﻴﺘﻭﻕ ﺇﻟﻴﻬﺎ. ﻟﻘﺩ ﺠﺎﺀﺕ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟﻤﻴﻌﺎﺩ ﻓﻜﺎﻨﺕ ﺨﻴﺭ ﺍﻟﺠﺯﺍﺀ ﻟﺨﻴﺭ ﺍﻟﻌﻁﺎﺀ ﻟﻤﺭﺒﻰ ﺃﺠﻴـﺎل ﻭﻤﻌﻠﻡ ﻓﺎﻀل. ﺃﻤﺎ ﻗﺼﻴﺩﺓ " ﺃﺒﺸﺭ ﺒﻬﺎ ﻭﻤﺤﻤﺩﺍ " ﹰ َ ِ ﺎ ﻭﻡ ﺭﺴﻙ َﺠﻤل ﺍﻷﻋ ــﺎﺩ ِ ﻴ ﻴ ﻋ ِ ِ ﺃ ُ ﻴ ∴ ﻴﺎ ﻭﻡ ﺭﺱ ﻨ ﺘـﻲ ﻭ ﹸـﺅﺍﺩﻱ ﻓ ﻴ ﻋ ﺒﻴ ﹶﻴﻼﻱ َﻨﺕ ﺎ ﺎﺭﻗـﺔ ﺍ َﻜ ـﺎﺩ ﹾ ﻷﺒ ِ ﺃ ِﻴ ﺤ ﻟ ∴ ﹶﻴﻼﻱ َﻨﺕ ﺎ ﹶﺸ ﺘﻲ ﻭ ﹸـﺅﺍﺩﻱ ﻓ ﺃ ِﻴ ﻨ ﻭ ﻟ ﺎ ﺭﺓ ﺍﻟ ﺒﺢ ﺍﻟ ﻠﻴـل ﺍﻟ ﹶـﺎﺩﻱ ﻴ ﺩ ﹶ ﺼ ِ ﻌ ِ ﻨ ∴ ﺎ ﻫﺭﺓ ﹶﻬ ﹸﻭﺍ ﺍﻟ ﹸﻠﻭﺏ ﻟﺴﺤ ِﻫﺎ ﺭ ﻘ ﻴ ﺯ ﹰ ﺘ ﻔ ﻭﺭ ِﻴ ﹸﻬﺎ ﺯ ﻭ ِ ﹶـﺩ ِ ﺍﻟ ﻴـﺎﺩ ﺤ ﻘ ﻴ ﻫ ﺒ ﻘ ﻙ ﻤ ِ ∴ ﻴﺎ ﺭﺩﺓ ﹸﻬﺩﻱ ِﻟﻴـﻙ ﺭ ِﻴ ﹸﻬـﺎ ﺇ ﺤ ﻘ ﻭ ﹰ ﺘ ﻟﻘﺩ ﻋﺒﺭ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﻋﻥ ﺤﺒﻪ ﻭﻓﺭﺤﻪ ﻹﺒﻨﺔ ﺃﺨﻴﻪ ﺍﻟﺩﻜﺘﻭﺭﺓ ﻟﻴﻠﻰ ﻋﺒﺩ ﺍﻟﻌﺯﻴﺯ ﻤﺤﻤـﻭﺩ ﻋﺒـﺩ ﺍﻟﺭﺍﺯﻕ ﺨﺎﻟﺩ ﻴﻭﻡ ﺤﻔﻠﺔ ﺨﻁﺒﺘﻬﺎ ﺇﻟﻰ ﺨﻁﻴﺒﻬﺎ ﺍﻟﺩﻜﺘﻭﺭ ﻤﺤﻤﺩ ﻓﺭﺝ ﺍﻟﺸﻬﺎﻭﻱ ﻓﺄﻨﺸﺩ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼـﻴﺩﺓ ﺘﺤﻴﺔ ﻭﺤﺒﺎ ﻟﻬﺎ ﻭﻟﺨﻁﻴﺒﻬﺎ ﻓﻜﺎﻨﺕ ﻤﻌﺒﺭﻩ ﺃﺼﺩﻕ ﺘﻌﺒﻴﺭ ﻋﻥ ﻤﻜﻨﻭﻥ ﺍﻟﻨﻔﺱ ﻭﺭﻭﺍﺒﻁ ﺍﻟﺤﺏ ﺍﻟﺘـﻰ ﹰ ﹰ ﺘﺠﻤﻊ ﺍﻷﺴﺭﺓ ﺍﻟﻭﺍﺤﺩﺓ ﻭﺘﺭﻓﺭﻑ ﻓﻰ ﺴﻤﺎﺌﻬﺎ. ٩
- 11. ﺃﻤﺎ ﻗﺼﻴﺩﺓ "ﻴﺎ ﺨﻴﺭ ﻤﻥ ﺭﺍﻗﺕ ﻟﻪ ﻨﻔﺴﻲ " ﹶ ﹾ ﹶ ِﻨﻲ ُﺠﻥ ﺒﻜل ﺴـﺤﺭ ـﻭﺍﻙ ِ ِِ ﻫ ﺇ ﺃ ﹸﱢ ِ ∴ ﺎ ﹶﻴﺭ ﻤﻥ ﺍﻗﺕ ﻟـﻪ ﹶﻔﺴـﻲ ﻴ ﺨ ﺭﹶ ﹾ ﻨ َﻨﺕ ﺍﻟ ﺒﻴﺏ ﻭﻻ ُﺭﻴﺩ ِـﻭﺍﻙ ِ ﺃ ﺴ ﺃ ِ ﺤ ∴ ﺭ ﻱ ﻠﻰ ﺒﻜل ﺤﺏ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﻬـﻭﻯ ﺩ ﻋ ِ ﹸ ِ ٍ ﻓﺎﻟﻘﻠﺏ ﺸﻬﺩ َﻨﻨـﻲ ﺃ ـﻭﺍﻙ ِ َﻫ ﻴ ﺃ ∴ ﻬ ﺎ ﺎﻭﻟﺕ ﺃﻥ َﻜﻭ ﺒﺎ ِـﺩﺍ ﺃ ﻥﻤ ﻋ ﹰ ﻤ ﻤ ﺤ ﹸ ﺃﻨﺕ ﺍﻟ ﺒﻴﺏ ﻤﺫ ﺃﺕ ﻴﻨـﺎﻙ ِ ﹶ ﺤ ﹾ ﺭ ﹾ ﻋ ∴ ﻜﻔﻴﻨﻲ ِﻨﻙ ﺃﻥ ﹶﻘـﻭﻟﻲ ﹶﺎﻟـﺩﺍ ﺨ ﹰ ﻤ ِ ﺘ ﻴ ﻤﺎ ﺯﺍل ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﻴﻐﻨﻰ ﺯﻭﺠﺘﻪ ﻭﻴﺘﻐﻨﻰ ﺒﻬﺎ ﻭﻟﻤﺎ ﻻ ﻭﻗﺩ ﺭﺒﻁ ﺍﻟﺤﺏ ﺒﻴﻨﻬﻤﺎ ﻓﻬـﻰ ﺯﻭﺠﺘـﻪ ﻭﺤﺒﻴﺒﺘﻪ ﻓﻬﻭ ﻟﻬﺎ ﺯﻭﺠﺎ ﻭﺤﺒﻴﺒﺎ ﻭﻤﻌﻠﻤﺎ. ﻟﻘﺩ ﺃﻜﻤﻠﺕ ﺩﺭﺍﺴﺘﻬﺎ ﺍﻟﺜﺎﻨﻭﻴﺔ ﻭﺍﻟﺠﺎﻤﻌﻴﺔ ﻋﻠﻰ ﻴﺩﻴﻪ ﻓـﻲ ﹰ ﹰ ﻜﻠﻴﺔ ﺍﻟﺘﺭﺒﻴﺔ ﺠﺎﻤﻌﺔ ﺼﻨﻌﺎﺀ )ﺍﻟﻴﻤﻥ( ﻗﺴﻡ ﺍﻟﺘﺎﺭﻴﺦ ﻭﺍﻟﺤﻀﺎﺭﺓ ﺍﻹﺴﻼﻤﻴﺔ ﺃﺜﻨـﺎﺀ ﻋﻤﻠـﻪ ﻁﺒﻴﺒـﺎ ﹰ ﺒﺎﻟﻴﻤﻥ. ﺜﻡ ﺘﺭﻜﺎ ﺍﻟﻴﻤﻥ ﻭﻋﺎﺩﺍ ﺇﻟﻰ ﻤﺼﺭ ﻟﺘﻠﺘﺤﻕ ﻤﺩﺭﺴﺔ ﻟﻤﺎﺩﺓ ﺍﻟﺘـﺎﺭﻴﺦ ﻭﺍﻟﺠﻐﺭﺍﻓﻴـﺎ ﺒـﻭﺯﺍﺭﺓ ﺍﻟﺘﺭﺒﻴﺔ ﻭﺍﻟﺘﻌﻠﻴﻡ ﺜﻡ ﺘﻜﻤل ﺒﻌﺩ ﺫﻟﻙ ﺩﺒﻠﻭﻡ ﺨﺎﺹ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟﺘﺭﺒﻴﺔ ﻤﻥ ﺠﺎﻤﻌﺔ ﻁﻨﻁﺎ. ﺇﻨﻬﺎ ﺤﻴﺎﺓ ﺠﻤﻴﻠـﺔ ﻭﻤﺘﺠﺩﺩﺓ ﻭﺤﺎﻓﻠﺔ ﺒﺎﻟﺫﻜﺭﻴﺎﺕ ﺍﻟﻌﺫﺒﺔ ﻭﺍﻟﻤﺘﻨﻭﻋﺔ ﻓﻬﺎﻤﺕ ﺭﻭﺤﻪ ﻭﺠﺎﺸﺕ ﺍﻟﺫﻜﺭﻴﺎﺕ ﻓـﻰ ﺼـﺩﺭﻩ ﻓﻜﺘﺏ ﻤﺎ ﻜﺘﺏ ﻭﺘﻐﻨﻰ ﺒﻤﺎ ﺘﻐﻨﻰ. ﻭﻟﻜﻥ ﻴﺄﺒﻰ ﺍﻟﻘﺩﺭ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﺃﻥ ﻴﻬﻨﺄ ﺒﺤﻴﺎﺘﻪ ﻭﺃﻥ ﺘﻬﺩﺃ ﺴﻔﻴﻨﺘﻪ ﻓﻅﻬﺭﺕ ﺍﻟﻌﻭﺍﺼﻑ ﻭﺍﻟﺯﻻﺯل ﻭﺍﻟﺒﺭﺍﻜﻴﻥ ﻓﻰ ﺤﻴﺎﺘﻪ ﺤﺴﺩﺍ ﻭﻜﻤﺩﺍ ﻭﻜﺄﻥ ﺍﻟﻘـﺩﺭ ﻴﻀـﻥ ﻋﻠﻴـﻪ ﹰ ﹰ ﺒﺎﻟﺴﻌﺎﺩﺓ ﻭﺍﻟﻬﻨﺎﺀ ﺤﺘﻰ ﻅﻬﺭ ﻓﻰ ﺤﻴﺎﺓ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﻤﻥ ﺘﺒﺴﻁ ﻴﺩﻴﻬﺎ ﻟﺘﻤﺴﺢ ﺩﻤﻭﻋﻪ ﻓﻜﺎﻨـﺕ ﺍﻷﻤـﺎﻨﻰ ﺍﻟﺘﻰ ﺸﻘﺕ ﺍﻟﻁﺭﻴﻕ ﺩﺍﺨل ﺍﻟﻘﺎﻋﺔ ﺒﻌﺩ ﺍﻻﻨﺘﻬﺎﺀ ﻤﻥ ﺇﻟﻘﺎﺀ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻓﻰ ﺤﻔل ﺨﺼﺹ ﻹﻟﻘـﺎﺀ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻭﻏﻴﺭﻫﺎ ﻤﻥ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﺎﺌﺩ. ﺃﻤﺎ ﻗﺼﻴﺩﺓ " ﺭﻴﺎﺡ ﺍﻟﺼﺒﺎ " ِِ ﺒﻜ ـل ﺍﻟﻤ ـﻰ ﻴ ـﺎ ﻤ ـﻥ ﻤﻨﻴﻨ ـﻲ ِ ﹸـ ﱢ ﻨـ ـ ـ ﹾ ِ ﱢـ ∴ َﻴﺎ ﺭ ﺎﺡ ﺍﻟﺼ ﺎ ﺒﻲ ﻋﻠﻰ ﻓـ ﹶﺭﻭﻴﻨﻲ ﺎ ﺃ ِﻴ ِ ﺒ ﻫ ﻤﻥ ﹸﻭﺭ ﻴﻨﻴﻙ ﺭﻭﻴﻜـﻲ ﻭ ﺭﻭﻴﻨـﻲ ﻴ ﻨ ِﻋ ِﻴ ∴ ﻤﻨﻴﻨﻲ ﻭﻤﺎ ﹶﻜـﻭﻨﻲ ﻟـﻲ ﹶﺎ ِﺼـﺔ ﹰ ﺨﻟ ﹾِﱢ ﻴ ﹰ ﺘ ﺘﻜﻔﻜﻑ ﺍﻟ ﻤﻊ ﻋﻥ ﻴﻨﻲ ﻭ ﹸﺴـﻠﻴﻨﻲ ﺘ ﻋ ﹸﹶﹾِ ﹸ ﺩ ∴ ﺇﻨــﻲ ﻟ ﺸــﺘﺎﻕ ﻟ ﹸــ ﱢ ــﺒﺎﺒﺔ ٍ ﹲ ِﻜ ل ﺼ ﹶﻤ ﹶﻭﻻ ﺤﻴﻕ ﻴﻨﻴﻙ ﺭﻭﻴﻨﻰ ﻭ ﻁﻔﻴﻨﻲ ﻴ ﻟ ﹶ ﺭ ﹸ ﻋ ِ ﻴ ∴ ﺘ ـﺎﺩ ﺍﻟﻨ ـﺎﺭ ﺘﻘ ـﺽ ﻤﻀ ـﺎﺠﻌﻲ ﹶﻜـ ﹶـ ﹶ ِـ ـ ﻤﺎﺯﺍل ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﻓﻲ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻴﻐﻨﻰ ﺤﺒﻪ ﻟﺯﻭﺠﺘﻪ. ﻤﻨﺎﺩﻴﺎ ﺇﻴﺎﻫﺎ ﻭﻤﻨﺎﺩﻴﺎ ﺭﻴﺎﺡ ﺍﻟﺼـﺒﺎ ﹰ ﹰ ﺃﻥ ﺘﻬﺏ ﻋﻠﻴﻬﻤﺎ ﻟﺘﻀﻤﺩ ﺠﺭﺍﺡ ﺍﻟﻘﺩﺭ ﺒﻌﺩﻤﺎ ﺃﺤﺩﺜﺕ ﺍﻟﻔﺘﻥ ﻤﺎ ﺃﺤﺩﺜﺕ ﻭﻨﺎﻟﺕ ﺍﻟﺩﺴﺎﺌﺱ ﻤﻨﻬﻤﺎ ﻜـل ﻤﺄﺭﺏ ﺤﺴﺩﺍ ﻭﻜﻤﺩﺍ. ﻭﻟﻘﺩ ﺫﻜﺭ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﺒﺄﻥ ﺍﻟﺤﻴﺎﺓ ﻷﻗﺩﺍﺭ ﻤﻘﺩﺭﺓ ﻭﺃﻥ ﺍﻟﺼـﺒﺭ ﻋﻨـﻭﺍﻥ ﻟﻜـل ﹰ ﹰ ﺸﻤﺎﺌﻠﻪ. ﻓﻤﻥ ﺨﻼل ﻫﺫﺍ ﺍﻹﻴﻤﺎﻥ ﺍﻟﺭﺍﺴﺦ ﻭﺍﻟﺼﺒﺭ ﺍﻟﺫﻱ ﻻ ﻴﻠﻴﻥ ﻜﺎﻥ ﺸـﻤﻭﺨﻪ ﻓـﻰ ﻤﻭﺍﺠﻬـﺔ ﺍﻟﻁﻭﻓﺎﻥ ﻭﻜﺎﻥ ﺤﻅﻪ ﺃﻭﻓﺭ ﻓﻜﺎﻨﺕ ﺃﻤﺎﻨﻰ ﺍﻟﺘﻰ ﺘﻘﺩﻤﺕ ﺇﻟﻴﻪ ﺭﺍﺒﻁﺔ ﻋﻠﻰ ﻜﺘﻔﻪ ﻤﺜﺒﺘﻪ ﺇﻴﺎﻩ ﻓﻰ ﻫـﺫﺍ ﹰ ﺍﻟﺒﺤﺭ ﺍﹸﻠﺠﻲ ﺍﻟﺫﻯ ﻻ ﺘﻬﺩﺃ ﺃﻤﻭﺍﺠﻪ ﻭﻋﻭﺍﺼﻔﻪ. ﻟ ٠١
- 12. ﺎ ﻨﺔ ﺍﻟﹸﻠﺩ َﻋﻁﻴﻙ ﻭ ﹸﻌﻁﻴﻨﻲ ِ ﺘ ﻴ ﺠ ﹶ ﺨِﺃ ِﻨﻲ ﻭﺍﻙ ﻭﺍﻟ ﻭﻯ ﻗﺩﺭ ﺇ ﻫ ﻬ ﺃﻤﺎ ﻗﺼﻴﺩﺓ " ﺃﻨﺎ ﺍﻷﻤﺎﻨﻲ " َﹶ َ َﻫﻔﻭ ِﻟﻰ ﺍﻟ ﺼل ﺎﺌﻤـﺔ ِﻴـﻙ ﹾﻓ ﺇ ﻭ ِﻫ ﺃ ∴ ﺃ ﹶﺎ ﺍﻷ ﺎﻨﻲ ﻭﺍ َﺤـﻼﻡ ﹶﻤﻠ ﹸﻨـﻲ ﻷ ﹶ ﺘ ﻜ َﻨ َﻤ ـﻡ ﺃ ـﺩ ﺃﻗ ـﺩﺭ ﺃﻥ ﺃﺠ ـﻙ ﻟـ َ ﻋـ ﹶـ ُ ﺎﻓﻴـ ∴ ﺎ ﹶﺎﻟﺩ ﺍﻟﺤﺏ ﺁ ﹶﻰ ِﻟﻴﻙ ﹶﻤﻠ ﹸﻨـﻲ ﻴ ﺨ ِ ﺘ ﺇﺘ ﻜ ﺃﻨ ـﺎﺠﻲ ﺍﻟﻭ ـل ﺃﻡ ﺃﻨ ـﻙ ﺼـ ْ ﹸﺎﺠﻴـ ﹸـ ∴ َﻨﺕ ﺍﻟﺤ ِﻴﺏ ﻭ ﹶﺎﺭ ﺍﻟﺸﻭ ِ ﹶﻘﺘﻠ ﹸﻲ ﺃ ﹶ ﺒ ﻨ ﹶ ﻕ ﺘ ﻨ ﻭﺍﻟ ـﻭﻡ ﺃﻋ ـﻥ َﻨﻨ ـﻲ ﻟﻴ ـﻙ ﹶﻴـ ﻠـ ﺃ ﹶـ ِ ِ ِـ ∴ ﹶﺎﺩﻭﺍ ﹶﻨﺎ ﻓـﻰ ﺍﻟ ﺼـل َﺯﻤﺎﻨـﺎ ﹶ ِﺃ ﻭ ﻟ ﻜ ﹶﻜﻴﻑ َﺭﻀﻴﻬﻡ ﻭ ﹶﻴﻑ َﺭﻀـﻴﻙ ﻜ ﹶﺃ ﻓ ﹶ ﺃ ∴ ﻫ ـﻭﺍ ﺇ ـﻰ ﻴ ـﻭﻥ ﺩ ـﻲ ﺒـ ِﻟـ ﻁﻠﺒـ ﻤـ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ "ﺃ ﹶﺎ ﺍﻷ ﺎﻨﻲ" ﻜﺎﻨﺕ ﺒﻠﺴﻤﺎ ﻭﺩﻭﺍﺀﺍ ﻟﻘﻠﺏ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﻷﻨﻬﺎ ﻜﺎﻨﺕ ﻤﺯﻴﺠـﺎ ﻤـﻥ ﹰ ﹰ ﹰ َﻨ َﻤ ﺍﻟﺘﻌﺎﻁﻰ ﻤﻥ ﺃﻤﺎﻨﻰ ﻭﺍﻷﻤﺎﻨﻰ ﺍﻟﺘﻰ ﺘﻤﻨﺎﻫﺎ ﻭﻴﺘﻤﻨﺎﻫﺎ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﻭﻤﻥ ﻤﻜﻨﻭﻥ ﻨﻔﺴﻪ ﻭﺃﻋﻤﺎﻗﻪ ﻭﻭﺠﺩﺍﻨﻪ ﻓﻜﺎﻨﺕ ﺩﻭﺍﺀﺍ ﻟﻤﺱ ﺸﻐﺎﻑ ﻗﻠﺒﻪ ﻓﻰ ﻟﺤﻅﺔ ﺍﺨﺘﺎﺭﻫﺎ ﺍﻟﻘﺩﺭ ﻋﻁﺎﺀﺍ ﻭﺩﻭﺍﺀﺍ ﻭﺒﻠﺴﻤﺎ ﻴﺸﻔﻰ ﻭﺠﺩﺍﻨـﻪ ﹰ ﹰ ﹰ ﹰ ﻭﻴﺤﻴﻰ ﻗﻠﺒﻪ ﻭ ﻌﻴﺩ ﺍﻟﻨﺸﻭﺓ ﺇﻟﻰ ﻤﺸﺎﻋﺭﻩ ﻭﺃﺤﺎﺴﻴﺴﻪ ﺤﺘﻰ ﺘﺤﻠﻕ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻵﻓﺎﻕ. ﻴﺩﺍ ﺤﻨﻭﻨﻪ ﺘﻤﺘﺩ ﺇﻟـﻰ ﹰ ﻴ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﻟﺘﺨﺭﺠﻪ ﻤﻥ ﺩﻭﺍﻤﺔ ﺍﻷﺴﻰ ﻭﺘﻌﻭﺩ ﺒﺴﻔﻴﻨﺘﻪ ﺍﻟﻀﺎﻟﺔ ﺇﻟﻰ ﻋﺭﺽ ﺍﻟﺒﺤﺭ ﺍﻟﻔﺴﻴﺢ ﻋﻠﻬﺎ ﹸﺒﺤﺭ ﺘ ﺤﺎﻤﻠﺔ ﻤﻌﻬﺎ ﺍﻟﺤﺏ ﻭﺍﻟﻁﻤﺄﻨﻴﻨﺔ ﻭﺍﻟﻨﺸﻭﺓ ﻭﺍﻟﺴﻜﻴﻨﺔ ﺇﻟﻰ ﻗﻠﺏ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﻤﻥ ﺠﺩﻴﺩ. ﺃﻤﺎ ﻗﺼﻴﺩﺓ " ﻭﺩﻋﺘﻬﺎ" ﹸ ْ ﺭﻴﺢ ﺍﻟ ِﺒﺎ ﻭﺍﻟ ـﺏ ﻭﺍﻟﺭ ﺎﺤ ِ ﹶـﺎ ﻴ ﻴﻨ ﺼ ِ ﺼ ∴ ﻭﺩﻋ ﹸﻬﺎ ﺤﺘﻰ ﹶـﺎ ﻋـﻥ ﹶـﺎﻅ ِﻱ ﻨ ﺭ ﻏ ﺏ ﺘ ْ ﻬﻼ ﻓﻴﻕ ﺍﻟﻬﻭﻯ ﻬﻼ ﻤﻥ ﹶﺄﺴﻴ ﹶﺎ ﺘ ﻨ ﻤ ﹰ ﻤ ﹰﺭِ ﹶ ∴ َﺩﻋﻭ ﹶﻬﺎ ﺒﺎﻟ ﹶﻴﺭ ﻭﺍﻟ ﹶﻠـﺏ ﻓـﻲ َﻟـ ٍ ﺃ ﻡ ﺨ ِ ﻘ ﻟ ﺃ ﺒــﺭ ﺍ ﹶﻭ ــﻭﺩ ﺎ ِﻴــﺎ ِﻴ ﹶــﺎ ﺒﻜ ﹰ ﻟﻨ ﻟ ﺠ ﻋ ∴ ﺎ ﹶﺎﻋ ﺍﻟﺤﺏ ِﻨﻌﻲ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﻬﻭﻯ ﺎﻟﻲ ﺤ ﻴ ﻨ ﻲ ِ ﺍ ﹶــﺎﺌﺭ ﺍﻟ ــﺭﺡ ﹶﺎ ِﻓــ ﹰ ِﻴ ﹶــﺎ ِ ﻨﺯ ﺎ ﻓﻨ ﻏ ِ ﺠ ∴ ﺼـﺒﺭ ﻓـﺅﺍﺩﻱ ﻋـﻥ ﺒﻴـﺏ ﹶﺎﺘـﻪ ٍﻓ ﺤ ﹸـ َﻻ ﻤﻥ ﺒﺎﺡ ﺤﻴﻲ ﺍ َﻤـل ِﻴ ﹶـﺎ ﻷ ْ ﻓﻨ ﺃ ِ ﺼ ٍ ﻴ ∴ َﻤﺴ ﺍﻟ ﺴﺎﺀ ِﻔـﻴﺽ ﻤـﻥ ﹶﺄﻟ ِﻨـﺎ ﺘ ﹸﻤ ٍ ﺃ ﻰ ﻤ ﺒ ﺎ ﹶﺎﻋ ﺍﻟﺤﺏ َﻜﺜﺭ ﻤـﻥ ﹶﻨﺎ ِﻴ ﹶـﺎ ﺘ ﻋﻨ ﻴ ﻨ ﻲ ِ ﺃ ∴ ﹶﺄﺘﻰ ﺍﻟﺭ ﺎﺡ ِﻤﺎ ﻻ ﹶﺸـﺘﻬﻲ ﺍﻟ ـﻔﻥ ﺴ ِﻴ ﺒ ﹶ ﺘ ﺘ ﻭِﺭﺠــﻊ ﺇﻟــﻰ ﺴــﺎ ِﻤﺎ ِﻴ ﹶــﺎ ﻟ ﹰﻟﻨ ﺍ ∴ ﻭِﺭﺠــﻊ ﺇﻟــﻰ ﺒﺎﻟﺤﺒﻴــﺏ ﺍ َﻭل ِ ﻷ ِ ﺍ ﹸﻬﺩﻱ ِﻟﻴﻨﺎ ﺍﻟ ﻭﻯ ﹸﺭﻀﻲ ﺃﻋﺎ ِﻴ ﹶـﺎ ﺩﻨ ﺠ ﺘ ﺇ ﺘ ∴ ﺇﻥ ﺍﻟﺤﻴ ـﺎﺓ ـﺩﻭﻥ ﻭ ـﻠﻙ ﻋ ـﺔ ـ ﹶ ﺒـ ِ ﺼـ ِ ِﻠـ ﹲ ﺃ ـﺕ ـ ﻭﺍﺀ ﺃ ـﺕ ﺘ ـﺩﺍﻭﻴ ﹶﺎ َﻨـ ِ ﺍﻟـ ﺩ َ ﻨـ ِ ﹶـ ِﻨ ∴ ِﻨ ـﻲ ﺴ ـﻘﻴﻡ ﻴ ـﺎ ﺃﻤ ـﺎﻨﻲ ﻓﺎﻗ ـ ِﻤﻲ ﹶﹾ ﺩ ﺇ ـ ـ ـ َ ـ ﺩﺍﺌﻤﺎ ﺘﺄﺘﻰ ﺍﻟﺭﻴﺎﺡ ﺒﻤﺎ ﻻ ﺘﺸﺘﻬﻰ ﺍﻟﺴﻔﻥ. ﻓﻠﻡ ﺘﺸﺄ ﺴﻔﻴﻨﺔ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﺃﻥ ﺘﻬﺩﺃ ﻭﺘﺄﺨﺫ ﻁﺭﻴﻘﻬﺎ ﻭﺘﺒﺤﺭ ﻓﻰ ﻋﺭﺽ ﺍﻟﺒﺤﺭ ﺍﻟﻔﺴﻴﺢ ﺤﺘﻰ ﺘﻬﺏ ﻋﻠﻴﻬﺎ ﺍﻟﻌﻭﺍﺼﻑ ﻤﻥ ﺠﺩﻴﺩ ﻟﺘﻤﺘﺩ ﻴﺩ ﺍﻟﻘﺩﺭ ﻭﺘـﺫﻫﺏ ﺃﻤﺎﻨﻲ ﺒﻌﻴﺩﺍ ﻭﺘﺘﺤﻭل ﺍﻷﻤﺎﻨﻲ ﺇﻟﻰ ﺴﺭﺍﺏ ﻴﻬﺯ ﻭﺠﺩﺍﻥ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﻓﺄﻨﺸﺩ ﻤﺎ ﺃﻨﺸﺩ ﻤﻌﺒﺭﺍ ﻋﻤﺎ ﺃﺼﺎﺒﻪ ﹰ ﹰ ١١
- 13. ﻤﻥ ﻤﺭﺽ ﻭﻤﺎﺤل ﺒﻪ ﻤﻥ ِﻘﻡ ﻤﻨﺎﺩﻴﺎ ﺃﻤﺎﻨﻰ ﺒﺄﻨﻬﺎ ﻫﻰ ﺍﻟﺩﻭﺍﺀ ﻭﻫـﻰ ﺍﻟﺘـﺩﺍﻭﻯ ﻟﻜـل ﺁﻻﻤـﻪ ﹰ ﺴ ﻭﺃﻭﺠﺎﻋﻪ ﻤﻨﺎﺩﻴﺎ ﺇﻴﺎﻫﺎ ﺒﺎﻟﻘﺩﻭﻡ ﻟﺘﺒﺭﺌﺘﻪ ﻤﻥ ﻜل ﻤﺭﺽ ﺃﻟﻡ ﺒﻪ. ٍ َﹶ ِ ﹰ ﻭﻟﻡ ﺘﻠﺒﺙ ﺃﻤﺎﻨﻰ ﺃﻥ ﺘﻠﺒﻰ ﺍﻟﻨﺩﺍﺀ ﻓﺄﻨﺸﺩﺕ ﺘﻘﻭل ﹸ ﺎﺫﺍ َﻗﻭل ﻭﻫل َﻗﻭل ﺎ ِﻴ ﹶﺎ ﻤ ﺃ ُ ْﺃ ُ ﻤ ﺒﻨ ∴ َﻨﺕ ﻘﻴﻡ ﻭﺍﻟ ﺭﺍﺭﺓ ﻓـﻲ ﻤـﻲ ﺩ ﺃ ﹶﺴ ﻤ ﹶ ﹶﻔﺎ ﹶﻬﺭ ﻤﻥ ﺍ ﹶﺩﻤ ِ ﹶﺎﻓﻴ ﹶﺎ ﻟ ﻊ ﻜ ﻨ ﻟ ﺽ ﻨ ∴ ِﻥ ﺍﻟﺩ ﻭﻉ ﹶﻭ ﺘﻘـﻭل ﻭ ﹶﺸـ ﹶﻜﻲ ُ ﺘ ﺘ ﻤ ﻟ ﹶ ﺇ ﺎ ﹶﺎﺩ ﺍﻟﺤﺏ ﹶﻨﻲ ﺃ ﹶﺎﻨﻴ ﹶﺎ ﻏ ﻨ ﻴ ﺸ ﻱ ِ ﻏ ∴ ِﻨﻲ ُﻏﻨﻲ ﻭﺍﻙ ﻤﺫ ﻁ ِﺒﺕ ِـﻪ ﻫ ﹾ ﹶﺭ ﹸ ﺒ ِ ﺇ ﺃ ِﻴﻬﺎ ﺍﻟﻬﻭﻯ َﺩﻤـﻰ ﻤﺂﻗﻴ ﹶـﺎ ﻨ ﺃ ﻓ ∴ ﹶﻨﻲ ِﻜﺎﻴﺔ ﻤﻥ ِﻜﺎﻴﺎﺕ ﺍﻟﻬﻭﻯ ِ ﺤ ﻏ ﺤ ﹾ ﺃﻤﺎ ﻗﺼﻴﺩﺓ " ﺃﻗﺒﻠﺕ " َ ﹾ ﹶ ﹾ ﻨﻭﺭ ﹶﻌﺎﻟﻰ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟ ﻤﺎﺀ ِـ ﺎ ﻩ ﺴ ِ ﻀ ﻴﺀ ﺘ ∴ ﻤﺩﺕ ﺩﺍﻫﺎ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﻅﻼﻡ ﻠﻭﺤـﺔ ﹾ ِﻤ ﹾ ﻴ َﻨﺕ ﺍﻟ ﻤﺎل ﻭَﻨﺕ ﻜ ﱡ ـﻨﺎ ﻩ ﺃ ِ ﺠ ْ ﺃ ِ ﹸل ﺴ ﺀ ∴ ﻭﺃﻗ ﻠﺕ ﻓـﻲ ﺤ ِﻬـﺎ ﻭ ﻤﺎﻟ ِـﺎ ﺠ ﻬ ﺒ َ ﹾﺒ ﹾ ﻴ ﹸﻭل ﹶﻠﺒﻲ َﻨﺕ ِـﺭ ﺒ ﹶـﺎ ﻩ ﻭﻘ ُ ﻗ ﺃ ﹶ ﺴ ﻘ ﺀ ∴ ﺎ ﹶﺎﻟﺩﺍ َﻨﺕ ﺍﻟ ﺒﻴـﺏ ﺃﻗ ﻟﻬـﺎ َ ﹸﻭ ﻴ ﺨ ﹰﺃ ﹶ ﺤ ﻓﺈﻥ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﺘﻤﺜل ﻟﻤﺴﺔ ﻭﻓﺎﺀ ﻭﻋﻁﻑ ﻭﺤﻨﺎﻥ ﻤﻥ ﺇﻨﺴﺎﻨﻪ ﺒﺭﻴﺌـﺔ ﻭﺤﻨﻭﻨـﻪ ﺇﻟـﻰ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﻋﻨﺩﻤﺎ ﻤﺭﺕ ﺒﻪ ﻤﺤﻨﺔ ﻜﺎﺩﺕ ﺘﺨﻠﻊ ﺍﻟﻘﻠﻭﺏ ﺍﻟﺘﻰ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟﺼﺩﻭﺭ. ﺤﻴﺙ ﺼﻭﺒﺕ ﺇﻟﻴﻪ ﺴـﻬﺎﻡ ِ ﹾ ﺍﻟﻐﺩﺭ ﻤﻤﻥ ﺸﻤﻠﻬﺎ ﺒﺎﻟﺭﻋﺎﻴﺔ ﻭﺍﻟﺤﺏ ﻭﺍﻟﺤﻨﺎﻥ ﻭﺍﺩﺨﺭﻫﺎ ﻟﻠﺯﻤﻥ. ﻓﺒﺩﻻ ﻤﻥ ﺃﻥ ﺘﻤﺩ ﻟﻪ ﻴﺩ ﺍﻟﺭﺤﻤـﺔ ﹰ ﺠﺯﺍﺀﺍ ﻭﻓﺎﻗﺎ ﺇﺤﺴﺎﻨﺎ ﺒﺈﺤﺴﺎﻥ. ﻓﺈﺫﺍ ﺒﻬﺎ ﺘﻤﺩ ﻟﻪ ﻴﺩ ﺍﻟﻐﺩﺭ ﺒﻼ ﺭﺤﻤﺔ ﻭﻻ ﺸﻔﻘﺔ ﻟﻴﺘﺩﺨل ﺍﻟﻘﺩﺭ ﻭﻴﻘﻑ ﹰ ﹰ ﺒﺠﻭﺍﺭ ﺸﺎﻋﺭﻨﺎ ﻴﻤﺩﻩ ﺒﺠﻨﻭﺩ ﻻ ﻴﺭﺍﻫﺎ ﻤﻤﺜﻠﻪ ﻓﻰ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻹﻨﺴﺎﻨﺔ ﺍﻟﺒﺭﻴﺌﺔ ﺍﻟﺘﻰ ﻤـﺩﺕ ﻴـﺩﺍﻫﺎ ﺇﻟـﻰ ٍ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﻴﺩﺍ ﺒﺭﻴﺌﺔ ﻭﺤﻨﻭﻨﺔ ﻭﻋﻁﻭﻓﺔ ﻜﻨﻭﺭ ﻴﻠﻤﻊ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟﻅﻼﻡ ﻓﺄﻋﺎﺩﺕ ﺇﻟﻴﻪ ﺘﻭﺍﺯﻨﻪ ﻭﺃﻋﺎﺩﺕ ﺍﻟﺒﺴﻤﺔ ﹰ ﺇﻟﻰ ﺤﻴﺎﻩ ﻤﺸﺭﻗﺔ ﻨﺩﻴﺔ ﻭﺼﺎﻓﻴﺔ ﻤﻥ ﺠﺩﻴﺩ . ﻤ ﺃﻤﺎ ﻗﺼﻴﺩﺓ " ﺃﺤﺒﺒﺘﻬﺎ ﻋﺒﺭ ﺍﻷﺜﻴﺭ " َ ﹸ َِ ﻠﻙ ﹸﺅﹶﺩﻱ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﻭ ﺎل ﺨ ﺎﹸﻬـﺎ ِﺼ ِ ﻴ ﻟ ﻤ ﻓ ﺍ ∴ ﺃﺤﺒﺒﺘ ـﺎ ﻋ ـﺭ ﺍﻷ ـﺭ ﻭﺤﺒﻬ ـﺎ َ ﹸﻬـ ﺒـ َ ﺜﻴـ ِ ـ ﻭ ﹶﻠﺒﻲ ﺩﻋﻭ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﻭ ﺎل ﻭ ﺎﹸﻬﺎ ِﺼ ِ ِﺼ ﻟ ﻴ ﻗ ∴ ﺎ ﻫﺭﺓ ﻤﺴﺕ ﺒﺴﺤﺭ ﻤﺎ ِﻬﺎ ﹶﻠﺒﻲ ِﺠ ﻟ ﻗ ﻴ ﺯ ﹰ ﹾ ﻭﺍﻟﺤ ـﺏ ﺁﺕ ﻭﺍﻟﻠﻘ ـﺎﺀ ِﻘﺎﺅ ـﺎ ـ ِ ٍ ﹶـ ﻟ ُﻫـ ∴ ﺎ ﺍﻟﻴﺎ ﺃﻨﺕ ﻓـﻲ ﺨ ـﺎﻟﻲ ﺍﺌﻤـﺎ ﹰ ﺩ ﹶﻴ ِ ﻴ ﺩ ﻟﻘﺩ ﺃﺸﺭﻗﺕ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺸﺎﻋﺭﻨﺎ ﺸﻤﺱ ﺍﻷﻤل ﻤﻥ ﺠﺩﻴﺩ. ﻓﺈﺫﺍ ﺒﺼﻭﺕ ﻤﻼﺌﻜﻰ ﻴﻨﺴـﺎﺏ ﻋﺒـﺭ ٍ ﺴﻤﺎﻋﺔ ﺍﻟﻬﺎﺘﻑ. ﺼﻭﺘﺎ ﻭﺩﻭﺩﺍ ﺭﻭﻤﺎﻨﺴﻴﺎ ﻭﺤﺎﻟﻤﺎ ﺍﺴﺘﺒﺸﺭ ﺒﻪ ﺸﺎﻋﺭﻨﺎ ﺨﻴﺭﺍ ﻋل ﺴﻔﻴﻨﺘﻪ ﺘﻌﻭﺩ ﺇﻟﻰ ﹰ َ ﹰ ﹰ ﹰ ﹰ ﺴﺎﺒﻕ ﻋﻬﺩﻫﺎ ﻤﻥ ﺍﻟﺴﻜﻴﻨﺔ ﻭﺍﻟﻁﻤﺄﻨﻴﻨﺔ ﻭﺍﻟﻨﺸﻭﺓ ﻭﺍﻷﻤل. ﻓﻤﺎ ﻫﻰ ﺇﻻ ﺩﻗﺎﺌﻕ ﻤﻌﺩﻭﺩﺓ ﻋﺒﺭ ﺍﻷﺜﻴـﺭ ﺤﺘﻰ ﺍﻤﺘﺯﺠﺕ ﺍﻟﻌﻭﺍﻁﻑ ﻭﺍﺘﺤﺩﺕ ﺍﻟﺭﺅﻯ ﻭﺘﻘﺎﺒﻠﺕ ﺍﻟﻌﻘﻭل ﻭﻫﺎﻤﺕ ﺍﻟﻘﻠﻭﺏ. ﻓﺎﻁﻤﺌﻥ ﺸﺎﻋﺭﻨﺎ ﺇﻟﻰ ﺃﻥ ﺍﻷﺫﻥ ﺃﺼﺒﺤﺕ ﺨﻴﺭ ﺴﻔﻴﺭ ﻟﻘﻠﺒﻴﻥ ﺍﻟﺘﻘﻴﺎ ﺒﻌﺩﻤﺎ ﺃﻀﻨﺎﻫﻤﺎ ﺍﻟﺘﻌﺏ ﻜل ﻴﺒﺤﺙ ﻋﻥ ﺍﻵﺨﺭ. ٌ ٢١
- 14. ﻭﻟﻜﻥ ﺭﻭﻴﺩﺍ ﺭﻭﻴﺩﺍﺘﺒﻴﻥ ﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭﻨﺎ ﺍﻨﻪ ﻗﺒﺽ ﺍﻟﺭﻴﺢ ﻭﺃﻥ ﻤﺎ ﺭﺁﻩ ﻤﺎﺀﺍ ﻜﺎﻥ ﺴﺭﺍﺒﺎ ﻟﺘﺴﺘﻤﺭ ﹰ ﹰ ﹰ ﹰ ﺴﻔﻴﻨﺔ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﺘﺎﺌﻬﺔ ﻻ ﺘﺴﺘﻘﺭ ﻋﻠﻰ ﻗﺭﺍﺭ ﻭﻟﻜﻥ ﻴﺤﺩﻭﻫﺎ ﺍﻷﻤل ﻓﻰ ﻏﺩ ﻤﺸﺭﻕ ﺠﺩﻴﺩ. ﻭﺃﻴﻀﺎ ﻓﺈﻥ ٍ ٍ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻟﻬﺎ ﻤﻨﺯﻟﺔ ﺨﺎﺼﺔ ﻓﻰ ﻗﻠﺏ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ. ﻓﺈﻥ ﺤﺒﻪ ﻻﺒﻨﺔ ﺃﺨﻴﻪ ﺍﻟـﺩﻜﺘﻭﺭﺓ ﺩﺍﻟﻴـﺎ ﻋﺒـﺩ ﺍﻟﻌﺯﻴﺯ ﻤﺤﻤﻭﺩ ﻋﺒﺩ ﺍﻟﺭﺍﺯﻕ ﺨﺎﻟﺩ ﺤﺒﺎ ﻋﺫﺒﺎ ﻭﺼﺎﻓﻴﺎ ﻭﺨﺎﻟﺩﺍ ، ﻭﻟﺫﺍ ﻓﺈﻥ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻜﻤﺎ ﺃﺜﻠﺠﺕ ﹰ ﹰ ﹰ ﹰ ﺼﺩﺭ ﺸﺎﻋﺭﻨﺎ ﻭﺃﻤﺩﺘﻪ ﺒﺎﻟﻨﺸﻭﺓ ﻭﺍﻷﻤل ﻟﺒﻌﺽ ﺍﻟﻭﻗﺕ ﻓﺈﻨﻬﺎ ﺒﺎﻹﻀﺎﻓﺔ ﺇﻟﻰ ﺫﻟﻙ ﻜﺎﻥ ﻟﻬﺎ ﺼـﺩﻯ ﻁﻴﺒﺎ ﻟﺩﻯ ﺍﻟﺩﻜﺘﻭﺭﺓ ﺩﺍﻟﻴﺎ ﻭﺯﻭﺠﻬﺎ ﺍﻟﺩﻜﺘﻭﺭ ﻭﺴﺎﻡ ﺴﻠﻤﻰ. ﹰ ﺃﻤﺎ ﻗﺼﻴﺩﺓ " ﻭﺤﺩﻱ ﻤﻊ ﺍﻷﻴﺎﻡ " َ ـﺩ ﺃﻀ ـﻨ ِ ِﻨﻲ ـﺎ ﹶﻬﻡ َﻟﻭﺍﻨ ـﺎ ﻭﻗـ َ ـ ﹶﻴﺘ ﺒـ ﻟ ِ ﺃ ﹶـ ∴ ﺎﺫﺍ ﹸﺭﻴـﺩﻱ ِﻨـﻰ ـﺎ ﻨ ِـﺎ ﻴ ﺩﻴ ﻤ ﻤ ﺘ ﻭ ﹶﺭﻜ ِﻨﻲ ﺤﺩﻱ ﻤﻊ ﺍﻷ ﺎﻡ َﺤ ﺍ ﹶﺎ ِ َﻴ ِ ﺃ ﺯ ﻨ ﺘ ﺘ ﻭ ∴ ﺠﺭﻋ ِﻨﻰ ﹶﺄﺱ ﺍﻟ ﺭﺍﺭﺓ ﻭﺍ َﺴﻰ ﺘ ﻜ ﻤ ِ ﻷ ﺒﺎﻟ ﹶﻴﺩ ﺒﺎﻷ ﹶﻼل ﺒﺎﻟ ﹶﺤﻁﻴﻡ ﺃﺯ ﺎ ﹶـﺎ ﻘ ِ ﻏ ِ ﺘ ِ َ ﻤ ﻨ ∴ ﻭَﺨﺫ ِﻨﻲ ﻋﺒﺭ ﺍﻟـﺩ ﻭﺏ ﻜـﺒﻼ ﹰ ﺭ ِ ﻤ ﺃ ﺘ ﺃﻥ ﺃ ـﻴﻡ ـﻰ ﺍﻟﻌ ـﻼ ﺇﻨﺴ ـﺎ ﹶﺎ َﻫـ ﺇﻟـ ـ ِ ﹾ ـ ﻨ ∴ ﺇ ـﻲ ﺤ ـﺕ ﻭﻜ ـﻡ ﺘﻌ ـﺕ ِﻨـ ﺎﻭﻟـ ﹸ ﹶـ ﹶ ِﺒـ ﹸ ﻓﺈﻥ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﺘﺠﺴﺩ ﻤﻌﺎﻨﺎﺓ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﻭﺘﺄﻟﻤﻪ ﻟﻤﺎ ﺁل ﺇﻟﻴﻪ ﺤﺎل ﺍﻟﺸﺒﺎﺏ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺒﻲ ﺒﺼـﻔﺔ ﺨﺎﺼﺔ ﻭﺍﻟﻭﻁﻥ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺒﻲ ﺒﺼﻔﺔ ﻋﺎﻤﺔ ﻤﻥ ﺍﻟﻀﻌﻑ ﻭﺍﻟﺘﻔﺭﻕ ﻭﻫﻴﻤﻨﺔ ﺍﻟﺩﻭل ﺍﻟﻜﺒﺭﻯ ﻋﻠﻰ ﻤﻘﺩﺭﺍﺕ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﺸﻌﻭﺏ. ﻟﻘﺩ ﻜﺘﺏ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻭﻜﺄﻨﻤﺎ ﻜﺎﻥ ﻴﺤﺱ ﻟﻔﺭﻁ ﺇﺤﺴﺎﺴﻪ ﺍﻟﻤﺭﻫـﻑ ﻟﻤـﺎ ﻴﺩﻭﺭ ﺤﻭل ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﺸﻌﻭﺏ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺒﻴﺔ ﻤﻥ ﻤﺅﺍﻤﺭﺍﺕ ﻜﺸﻔﺕ ﻋﻨﻬﺎ ﺍﻷﻴﺎﻡ ﻭﺃﺼﺒﺤﺕ ﺠﻠﻴـﺔ ﻭﺍﻀـﺤﺔ ﻟﻠﻌﻴﺎﻥ ﻭﻟﻜﻨﻪ ﺍﻷﻟﻡ ﺍﻟﻤﻔﻌﻡ ﺒﺎﻷﻤل ﻓﻲ ﻏﺩ ﻴﺸﺭﻕ ﻤﻥ ﺠﺩﻴﺩ. ٍ ﺃﻤﺎ ﻗﺼﻴﺩﺓ " ﺃﻡ ﺍﻟﻤﺼﺎﺌﺏ " ُ ﻭ ﻌﻀﻊ ﺍﻟ ﻬل ﻤـﺎ ﹶﺎ ﻭﺃ ﺍ ِﻴ ﹶﺎ ﻀ ﺠ ُ ﺴ ﻨ ﺭﻀﻨ ∴ ﺎ ﺭﺏ ﺎﻨﺕ ﻠﻴﻨﺎ ِﻤﺎ ﹶﺎ ﻭ ﺤﺎﺭ ِﻨﺎ ﻴ ﻋ ﻫ ﹾﻋ ﺤ ﻨ ﻤ ﻤ ﻭﺘ ﻁﻡ ﺍﻟ ِـﺯ ﺎ ِـﺭ ﹶﺎ ﻭ ﺎ ِـﻴ ﹶﺎ ﹶﺤ ﻌ ﺤ ﻀ ﻨ ﻤ ﻀ ﻨ ∴ ﻭ ﹶﺸـﺒﺱ ﺍﻟ ﺭﺒـﻲ ﺒـﺎﻟ ﺭﺒﻲ ﻘ ﹸﻠـﻪ ـ ﻌ ﻴﺘ ﺘ ـ ﻌ ﺃﻻ ﻴ ـﻲ ﻟﻨ ـﺎ ﺍﻟﻘ ـ ﺁﻥ ﺎﺩﻴﻨ ـﺎ َ ﹶ ﻜﻔـ ﹶ ﹶـ ﹸـ ﺭ ﻫ ِ ﹶـ ∴ ﻟﻤ ـﺎ ﺍﻟﻬ ـ ﺍﻥ ﻭﻨ ـﺎﺭ ﺍﻟ ـﺫل ﹶﺤﺘ ـﺩﻡ ﹸ ِ ﺘ ﹶ ِ ِ ـ ﹶ ﻭ ﹶـ ﻭﺴ ـﻤﺭ ﺍﻟﻘ ـﺩ َﺭﺠﻠﻨ ـﺎ ﻭﺃ ـ ِﻴ ﹶﺎ ـ ﹶ ﹶﻴـ ﺃ ﹸ ﹶـ َﻴـ ﺩ ﻨ ∴ ﺎﻨ ـﺕ ﻠﻴ ـﺎ ﺭﻭﺒﺘﻨ ـﺎ ﻭﻋﺯﺘﻨ ـﺎ ِ ﹸ ﹶـ ﻫ ﹶـ ﹾ ﻋ ﻨـ ﻋ ﹸ ﹶـ ﻋ ـﻴﻥ ﺍﻟﻤ ـﻰ ﻟﻠﻨ ـﻭﺭ ﺘﻬ ـﺩﻴ ﹶﺎ ـ ﻨـ ِ ﹸـ ِ ﹶ ِـ ﻨ ∴ ﺠﻑ ﺍ ِﻠ ﺎﻥ ـﻥ ﺍﻟ ﹶـﻼ ِ ﻭﺃﺠﻔ َـﺕ ﱠ ﻟ ﺴ ﻋ ﻜ ﻡ َ ﹶﻨ ﹾ ْﹶ ﻭ ــﺩﻋﻲ َﻨــﻪ ﻟﻠ ــﻕ َﻤﻴ ﹶــﺎ ﺤ ِﺁ ﻨ ﺃ ﻴ ∴ ﺒﻐﻲ ﺍﻟ ﹸﻭﻴﺕ ﻭﻻ ﺭﻴﺩ ﹶﻬـﺎ ﺍﻟ ﻴـﺎﺓ ﺤ ﹶ ﻴ ﻟ ﻜ ﹶ ﻴ ﻤ ـﺯ ﺍﻟ ِﻴﺎﻨ ـﺔ ﻭﺍﻷﻨ ـﺎ ﺍﻟ ﺠﻨﻭﻨ ـﺎ ِ َ ﹶـ ﻤ ﹶ ـ ﺭ ﺨ ∴ ﺃ ـﻥ ﺍﻷﻤ ـﺔ ﻴ ـﺎ ﺼ ـ ﻴﻡ ﻓﺈﻨ ـﻙ َﻴـ ﺎﻨـ ﹶ ـ ـ ﺩ ِ ـ ﻟﻘﺩ ﺠﺴﺩ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﻓﻰ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﺍﻟﻤﺼﻴﺒﺔ ﺍﻟﻜﺒﺭﻯ ﺍﻟﺘﻰ ﺤﺎﻗﺕ ﺒﺎﻷﻤﺔ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺒﻴـﺔ ﻤـﻥ ﺠﺭﺍﺀ ﺩﺨﻭل ﻗﻭﺍﺕ ﺍﻟﺭﺌﻴﺱ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺍﻗﻰ ﺼﺩﺍﻡ ﺤﺴﻴﻥ ﺍﻟﻜﻭﻴﺕ ﻓﻰ ﻴﻭﻡ ٢ ﺃﻏﺴﻁﺱ ﻋـﺎﻡ ٠٩٩١ﻡ. ﻟﻘﺩ ﺘﻔﺭﻕ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺏ ﻭﺘﻨﺎﺜﺭ ﻋﻘﺩﻫﻡ ﻤﻥ ﺠﺭﺍﺀ ﻫﺫﺍ ﺍﻟﻌﻤل ﺍﻟﻤﺸﻴﻥ ﻭﺘﺭﻙ ﺍﻟﺒـﺎﺏ ﻤﻔﺘﻭﺤـﺎ ﻟﻠﺘـﺩﺨل ﹰ ﺍﻷﺠﻨﺒﻲ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟﻌﺎﻟﻡ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺒﻲ ﺒﺯﻋﺎﻤﺔ ﺍﻟﻭﻻﻴﺎﺕ ﺍﻟﻤﺘﺤﺩﺓ ﺍﻷﻤﺭﻴﻜﻴﺔ ﻭﻤﺎ ﺃﻋﻘﺒﻪ ﻤﻥ ﺍﻻﺴﺘﺤﻭﺍﺫ ﻋﻠﻰ ٣١
- 15. ﺁﺒﺎﺭ ﺍﻟﻨﻔﻁ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺒﻲﺍﻟﻤﺼﺩﺭ ﺍﻷﻭل ﻟﺜﺭﻭﺍﺘﻬﻡ ﻭﺒﺎﻋﺙ ﻨﻬﻀﺘﻬﻡ. ﻭﻟﻡ ﺠﻥ ﺼﺩﺍﻡ ﺤﺴﻴﻥ ﻤﻥ ﺠﺭﺍﺀ ﻴ ِ ﻫﺫﺍ ﺍﻟﻌﻤل ﺃﻱ ﻓﺎﺌﺩﺓ ﺒل ﻋﻠﻰ ﺍﻟﻌﻜﺱ ﻟﻘﺩ ﻜﺎﻥ ﻫﺫﺍ ﺍﻟ ﺭﻡ ﺴﺒﺒﺎ ﻓﻲ ﻤﻌﺎﻨﺎﺓ ﺍﻟﺸﻌﺏ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺍﻗﻲ ﺒﺼﻔﺔ ﹰ ﺠ ﺨﺎﺼﺔ ﻭﺍﻟﺸﻌﻭﺏ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺒﻴﺔ ﺒﺼﻔﺔ ﻋﺎﻤﺔ. ﺃﻤﺎ ﻗﺼﻴﺩﺓ " ﻴﺎ ﻅﻠﻡ ﺃﻤﺭﻴﻜﺎ " ﹸِ َ َﻴﻥ ﺍﻟﻌ ﻭﺒـﺔ ﻭﺍﻟﺭ ِـﺎل ﺍﻟ ﹶﺎ ِـﺒﺔ ِﺠ ُ ﻐ ﻀ ﹾ ﹾ ﺃ ﺭ ∴ ﺃﺘﺕ ﺍﻟﺠ ِﻭﺵ ِﻟﻰ ﺍﻟ ﺭﺍﻕ ﺍﺜﺒﺔ ﻌ ِ ﻭ ِﹾ َ ﹶ ﹾ ِﻴ ﹸ ﺇ ﻭﻑ ﹶﺭﺍ ِ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟ ﹶﻴـﺎﻟﻲ ﺍﻟ ﺎ ِﻜـﺔ ﺤﻟ ﹾ ﻠ ﺴ ﹶ ﻨ ﻙ ∴ ﺎ ﹸﻠﻡ َﻤ ِﻴﻜﺎ ـﻼﻡ ﺼـ ﺭﻩ ﻴ ﻅ ﺃ ﺭ ﻋ ﻤ ﻴ ﺍﻟ ﻭﻡ ﺒﺕ ِﻟـﻰ ﺍﻟ ﹶـ ﺍ ِ ﹶﺍ ِﺒـﺔ ﺨ ﺭ ﺏ ﺫ ﻫ ْﹾ ﻭ ﻴ ِ ِ ﺇ ∴ ِﺎ َﻤﺱ ﹸﻨـﺕ ﻟﻠﻌﹸـﻭﻡ ﻤ ﹶـﺎﺭﺓ ﺒ ﻷ ِ ﻜ ِ ﻠ ِ ﻨ ﹰ ﻭﺍﻟ ﹶﻬﺏ ﻭ ﺍﻟ ﻠـﺏ ﻭﺍﻷ ﹶﺩﺍﺭ ﺍﻟ ﺎ ِﺴﺔ ﺴ َ ﻗ ﺒ ﺌ ﹾ ﻨ ∴ َﻨﺕ ﺍﻟ ﻨﺎﻴـﺎ ﻭﺍﻟ ﻨﺎﻴـﺎ ِﻴـ ﹸﻜﻡ ﺩ ﻨ ﻤ ﺃ ِ ﻤ ﻭﺍﻟ ﹸﻠﻡ ﹶﻬﺞ ﻓـﻰ ﺍﻟـ ِﻼﺩ ﺍﻟ ﹶﺎﻟ ِـﺔ ﺒ ِ ﻅ ﻤ ﹾ ﻅ ﻨ ∴ ﻭ ِﺄ ِ ﺤﻕ ﺃﻥ ﺘ ﹸـﻭﻨﻲ ﻤ ﹶـﺎﺭﺓ ﻨ ﹰ ﹶﻜ ﺒ َﻱ ٍ ﻟﻘﺩ ﺘﺄﻟﻡ ﺸﺎﻋﺭﻨﺎ ﻋﻨﺩﻤﺎ ﻏﺯﺍ ﺼﺩﺍﻡ ﺤﺴﻴﻥ ﺒﻘﻭﺍﺘﻪ ﺩﻭﻟﺔ ﺍﻟﻜﻭﻴﺕ ﻭﻫﺎ ﻫﻭ ﺍﻷﻥ ﻴﺘﺄﻟﻡ ﻤـﻥ ﺍﻟﺤﺭﺏ ﺍﻟﺸﺭﺴﺔ ﺍﻟﺘﻰ ﺸﻨﺘﻬﺎ ﺍﻟﻭﻻﻴﺎﺕ ﺍﻟﻤﺘﺤﺩﺓ ﺍﻷﻤﺭﻴﻜﻴﺔ ﺘﺤﺕ ﺯﻋﺎﻤﺔ ﺠﻭﺭﺝ ﺒﻭﺵ ﺍﻻﺒﻥ ﻀﺩ ﺩﻭﻟﺔ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺍﻕ ﻭﺸﻌﺏ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺍﻕ ﻭﺭﺌﻴﺱ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺍﻕ ﺤﻴﺙ ﻋﺎﺴﻭﺍ ﻓﻴﻬﺎ ﻓﺴﺎﺩﺍ ﻭﻗﻀﻭﺍ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺍﻷﺨﻀـﺭ ﹰ ﻭﺍﻟﻴﺎﺒﺱ ﺒﺩﻭﻥ ﺫﻨﺏ ﻭﻻ ﺠﺭﻴﺭﺓ ﺍﺭﺘﻜﺒﻬﺎ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺍﻕ ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻡ ﺇﻻ ﺍﻟﻜﻴﺩ ﻭﺍﻟﺘﻠﻔﻴﻕ ﻟﺘﺩﻤﻴﺭ ﺸﻌﺏ ﻭﺘﺨﺭﻴﺏ ٍ ﺩﻭﻟﺔ ﻭﻨﻬﺏ ﺜﺭﻭﺍﺘﻬﺎ ﻭﺍﻟﻌﻭﺩﺓ ﺒﻬﺎ ﺇﻟﻰ ﻅﻼﻡ ﺍﻟﻌﺼﻭﺭ ﺍﻟﻭﺴﻁﻰ ﺃﻭ ﺃﻤﺭ ﻤﻥ ﺫﻟﻙ. ﻭﻤﺎ ﺃﺸﺒﻪ ﺍﻟﻴﻭﻡ َ ْ ﺒﺎﻟﺒﺎﺭﺤﺔ ﻟﺴﻭﺀ ﺍﻟﺤﻅ ﻓﺒﻌﺩ ﻋﺩﺓ ﻗﺭﻭﻥ ﺠﺎﺀﺕ ﺃﻤﺭﻴﻜﺎ ﻭﺘﺎﺒﻌﺘﻬﺎ ﺒﺭﻴﻁﺎﻨﻴﺎ ﻟﺘﻠﻌﺏ ﻨﻔﺱ ﺍﻟﺩﻭﺭ ﻤـﻥ ﺍﻟﻭﺤﺸﻴﺔ ﻭﺍﻟﻬﻤﺠﻴﺔ ﻭﺍﻟﺒﺭﺒﺭﻴﺔ ﻤﺜﻠﻤﺎ ﻓﻌﻠﻪ ﺍﻟﺘﺘﺎﺭ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﻌﺼﻭﺭ ﺍﻟﻤﻅﻠﻤﺔ ﺒﺤﺎﻀـﺭﺓ ﺍﻟﻌﺒﺎﺴـﻴﻴﻥ. ﻭﻟﻜﻥ ﺠﻴﻭﺵ ﺍﻟﺘﺘﺎﺭ ﻟﻡ ﺘﺩﺨل ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺍﻕ ﻓﻲ ﺘﻠﻙ ﺍﻟﻌﺼﻭﺭ ﺍﻟﻘﺩﻴﻤﺔ ﺒﺩﻋﻭﻯ ﺍﻹﺼﻼﺡ ﻭﻟﻜﻨﻬﺎ ﺩﺨﻠﺘﻬﺎ ﺒﺩﻋﻭﻯ ﺍﻹﺒﺎﺩﺓ ﻭﻟﻜﻥ ﺃﻤﺭﻴﻜﺎ ﺘﺩﺨل ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺍﻕ ﺒﻬﺩﻑ ﺍﻹﺒﺎﺩﺓ ﺘﺤﺕ ﺩﻋﻭﻯ ﺍﻹﺼﻼﺡ ﻭﻴﺎﻟﻪ ﺍﻟﻌﺠـﺏ ﺍﻟﻌﺠﺎﺏ ﻭﺩﺱ ﺍﻟﺴﻡ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟﻌﺴل ﻭﻻ ﻴﺴﺘﻁﻴﻊ ﺃﻯ ﺇﻨﺴﺎﻥ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟﻌﺎﻟﻡ ﺃﻥ ﻴﺤﺘﺞ ﺃﻭ ﻴﺜﻭﺭ ﺃﻭ ﻴﺘـﺄﻟﻡ ﺇﻻ ﻭﺼﻔﻭﺓ ﺒﺎﻹﺭﻫﺎﺏ ﻭﻫﺫﻩ ﻫﻰ ﺩﻴﻤﻘﺭﺍﻁﻴﺔ ﺍﻟﻭﻻﻴﺎﺕ ﺍﻟﻤﺘﺤﺩﺓ ﺍﻷﻤﺭﻴﻜﻴﺔ ﻭﻤﻥ ﺨﻠﻔﻬﺎ ﺃﻭﺭﻭﺒﺎ. ﻭ ﺒ َﻱ ﺤﻕ ﺃﻥ ﺘ ﹸﻭﻨﻲ ﹶﺎﺭ ﹰ ∴ ﻭﺍﻟ ﹸﻠﻡ ﹶﻬﺞ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟ ِﻼﺩ ﺍﻟ ﹶﺎﻟﻤﺔ ﺒ ِ ﻅ ِﹾ ﻅ ﻨ ﻤﻨ ﺓ ﹶﻜ ِﺄ ٍ ﻟﻘﺩ ﻜﺘﺏ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻓﻲ ﺸﻬﺭ ﻓﺒﺭﺍﻴﺭ ﻤﻥ ﻋـﺎﻡ ٣٠٠٢ﻡ ﻭﺩﺨﻠـﺕ ﺃﻤﺭﻴﻜـﺎ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺍﻕ ﻓﻲ ﺸﻬﺭ ﻤﺎﺭﺱ ﻤﻥ ﻨﻔﺱ ﺍﻟﻌﺎﻡ ﻭﻜﺄﻨﻪ ﻜﺎﻥ ﻴﺴﺘﺸﻌﺭ ﺍﻷﻟﻡ ﻟﻤﺎ ﻴﺩﻭﺭ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟﺨﻔـﺎﺀ ﻟـﻭﺃﺩ ﺸﻌﺏ ﻋﺭﺒﻰ ﺒﺭﺉ ﺃﻻ ﻭﻫﻭ ﺸﻌﺏ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺍﻕ ﺍﻟﺒﺎﺴل. ﺃﻤﺎ ﻗﺼﻴﺩﺓ " ﺘﺠﺭﻱ ﺍﻟﺩﻤﺎﺀ ﻓﻲ ﺜﺭﺍﻙ ﺭﺨﻴﺼﺔ " ﹶ ِ ﹶ ﹰ ِ ﹶ ِﻴﺩ ﺍﻟ ـﺩﻭ ﺍﻟ ﹶﺎﺸـﻡ ﺍﻷ ﹶـﺎ ِ ِ ﻓ ﻕ ﺒ ِ ﻌ ِ ﻐ ∴ ﹶﺠﺭﻱ ﺍﻟﺩ ﺎﺀ ﻓﻲ ﺜ ﺍﻙ ﺨﻴﺼـﺔ ﹰ ﹶﺭ ِ ﺭ ِﻤ ﺘ ﻭ ﹶﻴﻬ ﻬﺎ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟ ﹶﻠﺏ ﺎ ِـ ﺍﻕ ﻘ ِﻴ ﻋ ﺭ ِ ﻟ ِﺒ ∴ ﻜﻡ ﻤﻥ ﹶﻭﺍﺭﺙ ﹸﻨﺕ َﻨﺕ ﻭ ﹸﻭ ﻫـﺎ ِ ﻜ ِ ﹾﻜ ِﺃ ِ ﻗ ﺩ ﺒﺭ ﺍﻟ ﹶﻭﻯ ﻭﺍﻟ ﹸﻠﻡ ﻭﺍ ِﺨﻔﺎﻕ ﻋ ﻨ ﻅِ ﻹ ِ ∴ ﺎ ﹶﻬﺭ ﺩﺠﻠﺔ ﹶﺒﻘ ﺩ ﻤﺎ ﺸـﺎ ِﺨﺎ ﻤ ﹰ ﻴ ﻨ ِ ﹶ ﹾ ﺘ ﻰ ﻭ ﹰ ٤١
- 16. ﻭ ﻘﻴﺕ َﻨﺕﻫﺭﺓ ﺍﻷ ـﺭﺍﻕ ِ ﺒ ِ ﺃ ِ ﺯ ﹶ َﻋ ∴ ﻜ ـﺎﻟ ِﺍ ﻟ ـ ِ ـﺎﻟ ﹸﻠﻡ َﻟﻭﺍﻨ ـﺎ ﹶـ ﻭ ﹶـ ﻙ ﺒـ ﻅ ِ ﺃ ﹶـ َﻨﻌﻲ ِﻬﺎ ﹶﻌﺒﻲ ﻭﻜ ﱠ ﺭ ﹶـﺎﻗﻲ ﹸل ِﻓ ﺒ ﺸ ﺃ ∴ ﹶﻠﺒﻲ ﻔﻴﺽ ﻤﻥ ﺍﻟ ـ ﺍﺭﺓ ﺃﺩ ﻌـ ﹰ ﻤ ﺭ ِ َ ﻤ ﺎ ﻗ ﻴ ﻓﻔﻲ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻨﺠﺩ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﻴﺒﻜﻰ ﺸﻌﺏ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺍﻕ ﻭﻴﺒﻜﻰ ﺍﻟﺩﻤﺎﺀ ﺍﻟﺫﻜﻴﺔ ﺍﻟﺘﻲ ﺘﺠﺭﻯ ﺃﻨﻬـﺎﺭﺍ ﹰ ﺒﻼ ﺭﺤﻤﺔ ﻭﻻ ﺸﻔﻘﺔ ﻭﺒﻐﻴﺭ ﺫﻨﺏ ﺠﻨﻭﻩ ﻭﻟﻜﻨﻪ ﻴﺘﻤﺴﻙ ﺒﺎﻷﻤل ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﻨﺼﺭ ﻭﺍﻟﺼﻤﻭﺩ ﻀﺩ ﺍﻟﻅﻠﻡ ﻭﺍﻟﺒﻐـﻲ ﻭﺍﻟﺠﺒﺭﻭﺕ ﻭﻟﺴﻭﻑ ﻴﺒﻘﻰ ﺸﻌﺏ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺍﻕ ﺩﺭﺓ ﻓﻲ ﺠﺒﻴﻥ ﺍﻟﺩﻨﻴﺎ ﺸﺎﻤﺨﺎ ﺭﻏﻡ ﺍﻟﻤﺤﻥ. ﹰ ﻭﻟﻡ ﻴﻨﺱ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﺃﻥ ﻴﺭﺴل ﺇﻟﻰ ﺍﻟﺸﻌﺏ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺍﻗﻲ ﺍﻟﺼﺎﻤﺩ ﺒﺭﻗﻴﺔ ﺭﺜﺎﺀ ﺘﻌﺒﺭ ﻋﻥ ﻨﺒﻀﺎﺕ ﻗﻠﺒـﻪ ﻭﺨﻠﺠﺎﺕ ﻨﻔﺴﻪ ﺘﺠﺎﻩ ﺃﻫﻠﻪ ﻭﺇﺨﻭﺍﻨﻪ. َﻨﻌﻲ ِﻬﺎ ﺸﻌﺒﻲ ﻭﻜ ﱠ ِ ﹶﺎﻗ ِ ﹸل ﺭﻓ ﻲ ﹶ ﺒ ﺃ ∴ ﹶﻠﺒﻲ ﻔﻴﺽ ﻤﻥ ﺍﻟﻤ ﺍﺭﺓ ﺃﺩ ﻌﺎ ﺭ ِ َ ﻤ ﹰ ﻴ ﻗ ﻭﻴﺨﺘﺘﻡ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﺒﺒﺭﻗﻴﺔ ﺭﺜﺎﺀ ﻨﻌﻰ ﻓﻴﻬﺎ ﻓﻀﺎﺌل ﺍﻷﺨﻼﻕ ﺍﻟﺘﻰ ﻤﺎﺘـﺕ ﺒـل ﻨﻌﻰ ﻓﻴﻬﺎ ﺍﻟﻭﺠﻭﺩ ﻭﺍﻟﻌﻭﺍﻟﻡ ﻜﻠﻬﺎ ﻟﻠﺘﺨﺎﺫل ﺍﻟﻤﻬﻴﻥ ﺘﺠﺎﻩ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﺠﺭﻴﻤﺔ ﺍﻟﺒﺸﻌﺔ ﻓﻰ ﺤـﻕ ﺍﻟﺸـﻌﺏ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺍﻗﻰ ﺍﻟﺤﺭ. ﹶﻌﺏ ﻤﻭﺕ ﻭﺍﻟ ـﻤﺎﺌﺭ ﹶﺎﺌﺒـﻪ ∴ ﹶﺩ ﻭﻨﺎ ﻨﻨ ِﻰ ﹶﻀـﺎ ِل ﺍﻷ ﹶـﻼ ِ ﺌَ ﺨ ﻕ ﹾﻌ ﻓ ﻓﻋ ﻏ ﺸ ﻴ ﹾ ﻀ ∴ ﻨﻨﹾﻌﻰ ﺤ ﺎﺓ ﺍﻟــﺫل ﻭﺍﻹ ِﻔــﺎﻕ ِ ﺨ ﹸِ ﻴ ﹶ ﹶ ﹶﻨـْﻌﻰ ﺍﻟ ﺠـﻭﺩ ﻭﺍﻟ ـﻭﺍﻟﻡ ﹸﻠ ﺎ ﻌ ِ ﻜ ﻬ ﻭ ﻨ ﺃﻤﺎ ﻗﺼﻴﺩﺓ " ﻴﺎ ﺴﻴﺩ ﺍﻟﻘﻭﻡ " ِ ﹶ ﻭﺍﻟ ﹶﻌﺏ ﺠﻨﻲ ِﻤﺎﺭ ﺍﻟ ﹶﻭﻙ ﻭﺍﻷﻟ ِ ﹶﻡ ﺜ ﺸ ِ ﺸ ﻴ ∴ َﻴﺎ ﻴﺩ ﺍﻟﻘﻭ ِ ﹶﺤ ﺎ ﻓﻰ ﺭ ﹶﺎﻫﻴﺔ ﻓ ٍ ﺴ ِ ﹶ ﻡ ﺘ ﻴ ﻭ ﹶﺄ ﻰ ﺃﻨﺕ ﺴ ﺎﻉ ﺍﻟ ﹸﺼﺢ ﻭﺍﻟ ِﻜـﻡ ﹶ ﻤ ﻨ ِ ﺤ ِ ﺘﺒ ∴ ﻭﺍﻟﻜ ﱡ ﺒﻜﻲ ﺒﻜﺎ ﺍ ﻻ ﺩﻭﺩ ﻟـﻪ ﺀ ﺤ ﹸل ﻴ ﻭ ﹶﺤﻴﺎ َﻨﺕ ﻴـﺎﺓ ﺍﻟ ِـﺯ ﻭﺍﻟ ﻠـﻡ ﺘ ﺃ ﹶ ﺤ ﹶ ﻌ ِ ﺤ ِ ∴ ﻭﺍﹸﻜل ﺒﻜﻲ ﻜﺎ ﺍ ﻻ ﺩﻭﺩ ﻟـﻪ ﺒ ﺀ ﺤ ﻟ ﱡﻴ ﻔﻙ ﺍﻟ ِﻤﺎﺀ ﻭ ﹶﺘل ﺍﻟ ﻭﺡ ﻭﺍﻟ ِﻤـﻡ ﺴ ِ ﺩ ِ ﻗ ِ ﺭ ِ ﻬ ِ ∴ ﻜﺭﺴﺕ ﺎ ِﻴﺘﻙ ﻟﻠ ﻁﺵ ﻌ ِﻨﺔ ﹶ ﹶ ﺤﺸ ﹶ ﺒ ِ ﻤ ﻠ ﹰ ﻟﻘﺩ ﺼﻭﺭ ﺍﻟﺸﺎﻋﺭ ﻓﻲ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻤﺄﺴﺎﺓ ﺍﻟﺤـﺎﻜﻡ ﻋﻨـﺩﻤﺎ ﻴﺼـﺒﺢ ﺩﻜﺘـﺎﺘﻭﺭﺍ ﻓﺈﻨـﻪ ﹰ ﺒﺫﻟﻙ ﻴﺠﻠﺏ ﺍﻟﺨﺭﺍﺏ ﻟﻴﺱ ﻟﺸﻌﺒﻪ ﻓﻘﻁ ﺒل ﻭﻟﻪ ﺃﻴﻀﺎ ﻭﺍﻷﻤﺜﻠﺔ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺫﻟﻙ ﻜﺜﻴـﺭﺓ ﻋﺒـﺭ ﺍﻟﺘـﺎﺭﻴﺦ )ﻤﺭﻭﺭﺍ ﺒﻬﺘﻠﺭ ﻭﺍﻨﺘﻬﺎﺀﺍ ﺒﺼﺩﺍﻡ ﺤﺴﻴﻥ(. ﹰ ﹰ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺍﻟﻔﻘﻰ / ﺍﻟﻤﺤﺎﻤﻰ ﻋﻀﻭ ﺍﺘﺤﺎﺩ ﻜﺘﺎﺏ ﻤﺼﺭ ٥١
- 17. * ﻴﺎ ﻤﺼـﺭ ﺃﻨﺕ ﺍﻟﻌﻼ ِ َ ِ ﺎ ِﺼﺭ َﻨﺕ ﺍﻟ ﻼ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟ ﻨﻴﺎ ﹶﺎ ِﺒـﺔ ﺩ ﻗﻁ ﹰ ﻴ ﻤ ﺃ ِ ﻌ ﻭَﻨ ـﺕ ﺍﻟﺭﻴ ـﺎﺽ ﻓ ـﻲ ﻋ ـﺎﻟﻡ ﹶﻔ ـﺭ ﺃ ِ ـ ـ ـ ٍ ﻗ ﻭَﻨﺕ ﺍﻟﺤ ﺎﺭﺓ ﻨﺫ ﹸﻨـﺕ ـﺒﻴﺔ ﺃ ِ ﻀ ﹾ ﻤ ﹸ ﻜ ِ ﺼ ﹰ ﻭﺍﻟ ﻨﻴﺎ ﹶﺤ ﻭ ﻓﻰ ﺠﻬـل ﻭﻓـﻰ ﹶﻘـﺭ ﻓ ٍ ﺩ ﺘ ﺒ ـﺔ ﺸ ـﻬﺩ ﺍﻷﻭ ـل ﺃﻨ ـﻙ ﻟ ﻅﻴﻤـ ﹲ ﹶـ َ ﺍﺌـ ْ َ ﹶـ ِ ﹶﻌ ﺒﺎﻟﺤﺏ ﺒﺎﻟ ﻨﻴﺎﻥ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟﺤﺭ ﺎﻥ ﻭﺍﻟ ﹶﺼـﺭ ِﻤ ِ ﻨ ِ ﺒ ِ ﺸﺎﺩﻭﺍ ﺍﻟﺤﻀـﺎﺭﺓ ﻭﺍﻟﺤﻴـﺎﺓ ﻭﻟﻴـﺩﺓ ﹲ ﹸ ﹾ ﹶ ﻭﺍﻟـ ﻨﻴﺎ ﻓـﻲ ﺠـﺏ ﻭﻓـﻲ ﺴـﺤﺭ ٍ ـ ـ ﺩ ـ ﻋ ـﺔ ﺃ ـﺕ ﺃ ـﻲ ﻭﺃ ـﻲ َﺒـ ﺃﻡ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﻭﺒـ ﹾ َﻨـ ِ ُﻤـ ﻭﺃ ـﺕ ﺭ ـﻴﻥ ﺍﻟﻘ ـﺏ ﻭﺍﻟﺼ ـﺩﺭ ـ َﻨـ ِ ﻨـ ﹶﻠـ ِ ـﺔ ﻤ ـﺎﻟﻲ ﺃﺭﺍﻙ ﺍﻟﻴ ـﻭﻡ ﺠﺩﺒــ ﹰ ــ َ ِ ــ ﻤ ﻭﺍﻟﻴ ـﺄﺱ ﻴ ـﻭ ﺇ ـﻙ ﻭﺍﻟﻌ ـﺭ ـ ﺭﻨـ ِﻟﻴـ ِ ﺴـ ﻴﻬ ـﻭﻯ ﺍِﻠﺌ ـﺎﻡ ﺃﻥ ﺘﻜ ـﻭﻨﻲ ﻤﻁﻴ ـﺔ ﹰ ﻟ ـ ﹶـ ـﺫل ﻟﻠﺘ ـﻴﻡ ﻟﻠﺘ ـﺩﻤﻴﺭ ﻭﺍﻟﻘ ـﺭ ﻟﻠـ ﹸ ِ ﹶﺤﻁـ ِ ﹶـ ِ ﹶﺴـ ﺇﻨﺎ ﹶـﺩﻭﻨﺎ ﹶـﺭﺍﺯﻡ ﻻ ﺤﻴـﺎﺓ ﻟ ﹶـﺎ ﹶ ﻨ ِ ﹶ ﺸ ﻏ ﻓﺎﺼﺤﻲ ـﺎ ُﻤـﻰ ﻁﻤـﻲ ﺍﻟ ﹶﺴـﺭ ﻘ ﺤ ﻴ ﺃ ﹶ * ﻜﺘﺒ ـﺕ ﻫ ـﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼ ـﻴﺩﺓ ﻓ ـﻲ ﻤﺩﻴﻨ ـﺔ ﺍﻟﺤﺩﻴ ـﺩﺓ – ﻤﺤﺎﻓﻅ ـﺔ ﺍﻟﺤﺩﻴ ـﺩﺓ – ﺍﻟﺠﻤﻬﻭﺭﻴ ـﺔ ﺍﻟﻴﻤﻨﻴ ـﺔ. ﻓ ـﻲ ـ ـ ـ ـ ـ ـ ـ ـ ـ ـ ـ ﻤﺎﻴﻭ ﻋﺎﻡ ٨٨٩١ﻡ. ٦١
- 18. * ﺤﻔل ﺘﻜﺭﻴﻡ ﺍﻹﻤﺎﻡ ُ ﹶ ِ ِ ِ ﻟ ﺎ ﻋ ِـ ﹸ ﻟ ﻔـل ﹶﻜـ ِﻴﻡ ﺍﻹ ـﺎﻡ ﻤ ﺩ ﻴ ﺕ ِﺤ ِ ﺘ ﺭ ِ ِﻤ ﺇﻤـﺎﻡ ﺍﻟ ِﻠـﻡ ﻴـﺎ ﻟـﻪ ﻤـﻥ ِﻤـﺎﻡ ِ ـ ﻌ ِ ـ ﹶ ِ ﺇ ـ ْ ﺍﻹﺴﻡ ﻋﺒﺩ ﺍﷲ ﹶـﺎ ِﻴﺦ ﻓـﻰ ﺍﻟ ـﻼ ﻌ ﺘ ﺭ ﹲ ﻭﻤﻌ ـﺎ ﺘﺤ ـﺩﺜﺕ ﺒ ـﻪ ﺍﻵﻨ ـﹶﻡ ﹶـ ﺎ ﻠﻤـ ﹰ ﹶ ـ ﹾ ِـ َﻤﻀ ـﻴﺕ ﻤ ـﺭﺍ ﻟﻠﻁ ﹶﺌ ـﻊ ﺎﺩﻴ ـﺎ ﹰ ﺃ ـ ﹶ ﻋ ـ ﹰ ﹶﻼ ِ ﻫ ﻭ ﻌﻠﻤﺎ ﹶﻬﻔـﻭﺍ ﻟ ﺼـﻔﻪ ﺍ َﻗـﻼﻡ ِ ﻷ ِﻭ ﻤ ﹰ ﺘ ﺃ ـﺕ ﻋ ـﺭﺍ ﻟﻠﺭﺴ ـﺎﻟﺔ ﻫ ـﺎ َﻓﻨﻴـ ﹶ ﻤـ ﹰ ِ ـ ِ ﺎﺩﻴـ ﹰ ﻭ ﺒﺸﺭﺍ ـﺎ ﺭﺓ ﺍﻟ ِﻠـﻡ ﻭﺍﻷ ـﻼﻡ ﻋ ﻤ ﹰﻴ ﺩ ﹶ ﻌ ِ ﻫ ﺎ ﻋﻠـﻰ ﺍﻟـ ﺭﺏ ﻨ ﹶـﺭﻡ ﹶﺎﺭ ِـﺎ ﺩ ِ ﹸﻜ ِ ﻓ ﺴ ﹰ ﻴ ﻤﺯ ﺍﻟ ﻁﻭﻟﺔ ﻭ ﻤـﺯ ﹸـل ﻤ ﹶـﺎﻡ ﺭ ﺒ ِِ ﺭ ﻜ ﱢ ﻘ ﺁﺘﻲ ﺇﻟﻴﻙ ﻤﻥ ﺍﻟﺭﺒﻭﻉ ﻬﻠﻼ ﻭﻤ ﺤﺒـﺎ ﻤ ﹰ ﺭ ﹰ َ ﺍﻟ ﻭﻡ ﻋﻴـﺩ ـﺎ ـﺎﺩﺓ ـﺎ ﻜـﺭﺍﻡ ﻴ ﺴ ﹰﻴ ﻴ ﺇﻨﺎ ﻨﻜﻭﻥ ﺍﻟﻴـﻭ ﻗـﺩ ﻠـﻎ ﺍﻟﻤﻨﹾـﻰ ﺒ ﹶ ﻡ ﹶ ﻓﻲ ـﻭﻡ ﺘﻜـﺭﻴﻡ ﺍﻟﻔﺘـﻰ ﺍﻟﻬ ـﺎﻡ ﹶ ﻤ ﹶ ﻴ ﺎ ﺩﺭ ﻁل ﹶﺎﺼـﻌﹰ ﻓـﻰ ﻤﻘ ـﺩﻙ ﹾﻌ ﺎ ﻴ ﺒ ﹸْ ﻨ ﻨ ـﺩﻯ ـﻙ ﺘ ـﺔ ﻭﺴ ـﻼﻡ ﺇﻟﻴـ ﹶﺤﻴـ ﹰ ـ ﹸﻬـ ﺇﻥ ﺍﻟﺒﻁﻭﻟـﺔ ﺩﺍﺌﻤـﺎ ﻓـﻰ ﻭﺼـﻔﺘﻙ ـ ﹰ ـ ﹶ ﺘ ـﻲ ـﺎ ﻁ ـ ﺍﻷﻴ ـﺎﻡ ﹶﻤﺸـ ﺒﻬـ ﹶﻼﺌـ ﻊ ـ ﺭﻨﻭ ﻭﻴﺭﻨـﻭ ﺇﻟﻴـ ﻜـل ﻜـﺎﺒﺭ ﱡ ﻤ ﻙ ﻴ ﻴ ﺎﺕ ﺃﻨﺕ ﻴﺎ ﺨﹶﻴـﺭ ﹸـ ﱢ ﻤﻘـﺎﻡ ﻜ ل ﻫﻬ ﹶ َ ﹶ ﺃﻴﻥ ﻤـﻥ ﺍﻟ ﺼـﻑ ﻴﻠﻴـﻕ ﺒﻔـﺎﺭﺱ ﹸ ﻭ َ ﺃﺘَﹶﺕﹾ ﺍﻟﺠﻤﻭ ﻟ ﻔﻠﻪ ﻭﻟﻭ ﻔﻪ ﺒﻜـﻼﻡ ﺼ ﻉ ﺤ ﻴ ـﺎ ﺩﺭﺓ ﺍﻟﻤ ـﺩ ﻭﻨ ـﻭﺭ ﺍﻟﻌ ـﺎﻟﻡ ـ ﹶ ﺠـ ﹸـ ـ ﺎ ﺯﻫﺭﺓَﹶ ﺍﻟﻌﻠـﻡ ـﺎ ﺩﺭﺓ ﺍﻷ ـﻼﻡ ﹶ ﻋ ﻴ ﻴ ﺇﻨ ـﻲ ﻤ ـﻥ ﺍﻟﻔﹶﺭﺤ ـﺔ ﺃﻫ ـﻴﻡ ﻬﻠ ـﻼ ﹰ ﹾَ ـ ﻤ ـ ـ ﺍﻟﻴﻭﻡ ﻋﻴـﺩ ـﺎ ـﺎﺩﺓ ﻴـﺎ ﻜـﺭﺍﻡ ﻴ ﺴ ﹰ * ﻜﺘﺒﺕ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻓﻲ ﻜﻔﺭ ﺍﻟﺸﻭﺭﺒﺠﻰ – ﻤﺭﻜﺯ ﻜﻔﺭ ﺍﻟﺯﻴﺎﺕ - ﻤﺤﺎﻓﻅﺔ ﺍﻟﻐﺭﺒﻴـﺔ – ﺠﻤﻬﻭﺭﻴـﺔ ﻤﺼـﺭ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺒﻴﺔ. ﻓﻲ ﺸﻬﺭ ﻤﺎﻴﻭ ١٠٠٢ﻡ. ٧١
- 19. * ﺍﻟﻴـﻭﻡ ﻋﻴـﺩ ﺍﻟﻴﻭﻡ ﻋﻴـﺩ ﻭﻋﻴـﺩ ﹶﻨـﺎ ﻋﻴـﺩ ﻟ ـﺭ ﺍﺩ ـل ﺍﻟــ ﻭ ـﻲ ﺤﻔــ ِ ﻓــ ﻤ َﻨﺕ ﺍﻟﻌﻠﻭﻡ ﻭَﻨﺕ ﺍﻟﻌﻠـﻡ ﹶﺎ ِﺒـﺔ ﻗﻁ ﹰ ﺃ ﹶ ﺃ ﹶ ـﻲ ﻭﺍ ـﺔ ﺍﻷ ـ ﺎﺩ ﹶﺤــ ِ َﺴــ ﻴ ﻓــ ﱠ ﺘ ﺔ ﹸﻬﺩﻱ ﻭ ﹸﻬﺩﻱ ِﻟﻴﻙ ﻜـل ﹶﺤﻴـ ٍ ﺇ ﻨ ﻨ ﺎ ﹶـﺎﺭﺱ ﺍﻟ ﺠـﺩ ﻭﺍﻷ ﺠـﺎﺩ ﻤ ﻤ ِ ﻴ ﻓ ﺠﺌـﺕ ﺇﻟﻴﻨـﺎ ﻌﻠﻤـﺎ ﻭﺭﺴـﻭﻻ ـ ﹶ ﹰ ﹶ ـ ﻤ ﹸﻨﺎ ﻨ ﹸﻭﻕ ِﻟﻴـﻙ ﻓـﻲ ﺍﻟ ِﻴﻌـﺎﺩ ﻤ ﻜ ﹶﺘ ﹸ ﺇ ﻓﹶﺄﺘﻴﺘﻨﺎ ﺒـﺭ ﺍﻟـﺩﺭﻭﺏ ﻌﻠﻤـﺎ ِ ﻤِ ﹰ ﹶ ﻋ ﻭﺃ ﹶﻴﺘ ـﺎ ﺒ ـل ﻋ ـ ٍ ﺠ ـﺎﺩ ﺘ ﹶﻨـ ِﻜـ ِ ِﻠـ ﻡ ـ ﻓﹶﻬ ـﻭﺕ ﺇ ـﻙ ﹸﻔﻭﺴ ـﻨﺎ ــ ﹾ ِﻟﻴــ ﻨ ــ ﻭ ﹶﻬﻠﻠﺕ ﻤﻥ ﺼـﻠﻙ ﺍﻷﻋﻴـﺎﺩ ﺘ ﹾ ﻭ ِ ﺎ ﺨﻴﺭ ﻤﻥ ﻗﹶﺎﺩ ﺍﻟ ـﺭﺍﻋﻡ ﻟﻠ ـﻼ ِ ﻌ ﺒ ﻴ ﺒﻌﺯﻴﻤﺔ ﺍﻟﺒﻁل ﺍﻟ ﺠـﺩ ﺍﻟ ـﺎﺩ ِ ﻤ ِ ﺠ ِ ﺃﺭﺴﻴﺕ ﺜﻼ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻹﺩﺍﺭﺓ ﺤﺘـﺫﻱ ِﻴ ﹶﻤ ﹰ َ ﻭﺒ ـﺕ ﻤ ـﻪ ﻜ ـل ﻤ ـﺭﺍﺩ ﻠﻐـ ﹶ ِﻨـ ﹸـ ﱠ ـ ﻜ ـﺩ ﺍﻟﻌ ـﺩﻯ ـﻥ ﻭﺼ ـﻔﻙ ـ ِ ِﻴـ ِ ـ ﻤـ ـﻭﺍ ﻤ ـﺭﺍﺭﺓ ﺍﻟﺤ ـﺎﺩ ﻭ ﹶﺠﺭﻋـ ـ ﹶ ﺴـ ﺘ ﻓﹶﺘ ـ ـ ُ ﺍ ﻜـ ـﺏ ﺍﻟ ـ ـﻨﻰ ﻀ ـ ﺒ ﻭﺅ ﺭ ﻭﺘﹶ ُ ﺍ ﺍﻟﻤﺭﺽ ﺍﻟﻌ ﺎل ﺍﻟ ـﺎﺩ ﺒﻭﺅ ﻀ َ ﺤ ﻭ ﹶﺭﻋﺕ ﺃﻨﺕ ﻟﻠ ِﺩﺍﻴـﺔ ﺎﻟ ِـﺎ ِ ﻋ ﻤ ﹰ ﺸ ﹶ ﹶ ﻬ ﻴ ﺸﻲ ﺒﻬـﺎ ﺍﻷﻭﻻﺩ ﻭﺍﻷﺤﻔـﺎﺩ َ َ ﻤ ﻫﻴﺎ ﺇﻟﻰ ﺍﻟ ﺠﺩ ﹸﻁﻭﻕ ِﻌ ـﻤﻙ ﻤ ِﻨ ﹸﻤﺼ ِﻘ ـﻼﺩ ٍ ﺘ ـﺄﺒﻰ ﻋﻠ ـﻰ ﺍﻟﻘ ـﻭﺍﺩ ﺒ ـ ﺓ ﹶـ * ﻜﺘﺒﺕ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻓﻲ ﻜﻔﺭ ﺍﻟﺸﻭﺭﺒﺠﻰ – ﻤﺭﻜﺯ ﻜﻔﺭ ﺍﻟﺯﻴﺎﺕ – ﻤﺤﺎﻓﻅﺔ ﺍﻟﻐﺭﺒﻴـﺔ – ﺠﻤﻬﻭﺭﻴـﺔ ﻤﺼـﺭ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺒﻴﺔ. ﻓﻲ ﺸﻬﺭ ﻤﺎﻴﻭ ﻋﺎﻡ ١٠٠٢ﻡ. ٨١
- 20. * ﺃﺒﺸﺭ ﺒﻬﺎ ﻭﻤﺤﻤﺩﺍ ﹰ َ ِ ﺎ ﻭﻡ ـﺭﺱ ﻨ ﺘـﻲ ﻭ ﹸـﺅﺍﺩﻱ ﻓ ﺒﻴ ﻴ ﻴ ﻋ ﺎ ﻭﻡ ﺭﺴﻙ َﺠﻤل ﺍﻷﻋ ــﺎﺩ ِ ﻴ ﻴ ﻋ ِ ِ ﺃ ُ ﻴ ﻟﹶﻴﻼﻱ َﻨﺕ ـﺎ ﹶﺸـ ﺘﻲ ﻭ ﹸـﺅﺍﺩﻯ ﻓ ﺃ ِﻴ ﻨ ﻭ ﻟﹶﻴﻼﻱ َﻨﺕ ﺎ ﺎﺭﻗـﺔ ﺍ َﻜ ـﺎﺩ ﹾ ﻷﺒ ِ ﺃ ِ ﻴ ﺤ ﺎ ﻫﺭﺓ ﹶﻬﻔﻭﺍ ﺍﻟﻘﻠـﻭﺏ ِﺴـﺤ ِﻫﺎ ﺭ ﻟ ﻴ ﺯ ﹰ ﺘ ﺎ ﺭﺓ ﺍﻟ ﺒﺢ ﺍﻟ َﻠﻴـل ﺍﻟ ﹶـﺎ ِﻱ ﻴ ﺩ ﹶ ﺼ ِ ﻌ ِ ﻨ ﺩ ـﺎ ﻭﺭﺩﺓ ﹸﻬ ـﺩﻱ ِﻟﻴ ـﻙ ﺤﻴﻘﻬ ـﺎ ﺭ ﹸ ـ ﻴـ ﹰ ﺘ ـ ﺇ ﻭ ﺤﻴ ﹸﻬﺎ ﺯ ﻭ ِ ﹶـﺩ ِ ﺍﻟ ﻴـﺎﺩ ﺭ ﻘ ﻴ ﻫ ﺒﻘ ﻙ ﻤ ِ ﺍﻟﺴﺤﺭ ﻤﻥ ﻴﻨﻴـﻙ ﺒـﺩﻭ ﺎﻟ ِـﺎ ﺤ ﻤ ﹰ ِ ﻴ ﻋ ﻭﺍﻟﺤﻠﻡ ـﺄﺘﻲ ﹶﺎﺌﻌـﹰ ﻤﺘ ـﺎﺩﻱ ﺎ ﹸﻬ ﻁ ﻴ ِﻨـﻲ ﺃﻫـﻴﻡ ﺇﻟـﻰ ﺍﻟﻨﺠـﻭﻡ ﺃ ﺜﻬـﺎ ـ ِ ﺒ ـ ﺇـ َ ـ ـ ﺤ ـﻲ ـﻙ ﺠ ـﺔ ﻭﺫ ـﺎﺏ ﺒـ ﺇﻟﻴـ ِ ِﻴﺌـ ﹰ ِﻫـ ِ َﺒﺸـــﺭ ِﻬــ ـﺎ ﻭ ﺤﻤــ ـﺩﺍ ـﹰ ـ ﻤ ﺒ ﺃ ﹶ ِ ﻌ ِ ﺒ ﺭﻤﺯ ﺍﻟﺸﻬﺎﻤﺔ ﻭﺍﻟ ـﻼﺀ ﺍﻟ ـﺎﺩﻱ ﺎ ﻋ ﹸ ﺼـﻔﻭﺭﺍ ﺃﺘﻴـﺕ ﻐـ ِﺩﺍ ﹶﻤ ﺭﹰ ﹰَ ﻴ ﺵ ﻋ ﹸﻬﺩﻱ ﺒﻴﺒﻙ ﻜ ﱠ ﹶﻠ ٍ ﺍﻀـﻲ ﺤ ﹸل ﻗ ﺏ ﺭ ﺘ ﻓ ـﺎﺨﻁﻭﺍ ﺤ ـﺎ ﻫ ـﺎ ﺘﹶ ـﺎ ﺜﻴﺜـ ﹰ ﺎﺩﺌـ ﹰ ﻤ ﺄﻨﻴـ ﹰ ً ﹶـ ﻨﹶﻌﻡ ﺍﻟ ﹸﻁﻰ ﻓﻰ ﻅل ﺭﺏ ـﺎﺩﻱ ِِ ٍ ﻫ ﺨ ﻕ ﻬﺩﻱ ﺇﻟـﻴﻜﻡ ﹸـل ﻨـﻭ ٍ ﺸـﺭ ٍ ﺭﻤ ﹸ ﻜ ﱠ ﻴ ﻴﻤﺩﻜﻡ ِﻜـل ـﻭ ٍ ﻤﺎﻀـﻲ ﺒ ﱢ ﻋ ﻥ ﻭ ﺴِﻴ ﺍ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺍﻟ ﺭﺏ ﺒﻜل ﺨﹶﻁ ٍ ﺜﹶﺎﺒـﺕ ٍ ﺩ ِ ﱢ ﻭ ﺭ ﻨﹶﺤﻭ ﺍﻟ ﻼ ﻭﺍﻟ ﺠـﺩ ﻭﺍﻷ ﺠـﺎﺩ ِ ﻤ ﻤ ِ ﻌ ِﻨﻰ ﻤـﻥ ﺍﻟﻔﹶﺭﺤـﺔ ﺃﻫـﻴﻡ ﻬﻠـﻼ ﹰ ﹾ َ ﻤ ﺇ ـﻭﻡ ـﺩ ﻭﺩﺭﺓ ﺍﻷ ـﺎﺩ ﹸ َﻋﻴـ ِ ﺍﻟﻴـ ﻋﻴـ * ﻜﺘﺒﺕ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻓﻲ ﻜﻔﺭ ﺍﻟﺸﻭﺭﺒﺠﻰ – ﻤﺭﻜﺯ ﻜﻔﺭ ﺍﻟﺯﻴﺎﺕ – ﻤﺤﺎﻓﻅﺔ ﺍﻟﻐﺭﺒﻴـﺔ – ﺠﻤﻬﻭﺭﻴـﺔ ﻤﺼـﺭ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺒﻴﺔ. ﻓﻲ ﺸﻬﺭ ﻤﺎﺭﺱ ﻋﺎﻡ ١٠٠٢ﻡ. ٩١
- 21. * ﻴﺎ ﹶﻴﺭ ﻤﻥ ﺭﺍﻗﺕ ﻟﻪ ﻨﻔﺴﻲ ﹾ ﹶ ﺨ ﺎ ﹶﻴﺭ ﻤﻥ ﺍ ﹶـﺕ ﻟـﻪ ﹶﻔﺴـﻲ ﻴ ﺨ ﺭﻗ ﹾ ﻨ ِﻨﻲ ُﺠﻥ ﺒﻜل ِـﺤﺭ ـ ﺍﻙ ﺇ ﺃِ ﱢ ﺴ ِ ﻫ ﻭ ِ ﻱ ﻋﻠﻰ ِﻜل ﺤ ٍ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟ ـﻭﻯ ﻬ ﺒ ﱢ ﺏ ﺭﺩ ﺃﻨﺕ ﺍﻟ ﺒﻴﺏ ﻭﻻ ُﺭﻴﺩ ِـ ﺍﻙ ﺃ ﺴ ﻭ ِ َ ِ ﺤ ﻤﻬ ﺎ ﺎﻭﻟﺕ ﺃﻥ َﻜـﻭﻥ ﻤ ﺎ ِـﺩﺍ ﺒ ﻋ ﹰ ﻤ ﺤ ﹸ ﺃ ﻓﺎﻟ ﹶﻠﺏ ﺸـﻬﺩ َﻨﻨـﻲ ﺃ ـ ﺍﻙ َﻫ ﻭ ِ ﺃ ﻘ ﻴ ﻜﻔﻴﻨﻲ ِﻨـﻙ ﺃﻥ ﹶﻘـﻭﻟﻲ ﹶﺎﻟـﺩﹰ ﺨ ﺍ ﻤ ِ ﺘ ﻴ َﻨﺕ ﺍﻟﺤﺒﻴﺏ ﻤﺫ ﺃﺕ ﻴ ﹶـﺎﻙ ﹾ ﺭ ﹾ ﻋ ﻨ ِ ﺃ ﹶ ﺃ ـﺕ ﺍﻟﻤ ـﻰ ﻜ ـ ﱡ ﺍﻟﻤ ـﻰ َﻨـ ِ ﻨـ ﹸـ ل ﻨـ ﺃﻨﺕ ﺍﻷ ﺎﻨﻲ ﻭﺍﻟﻬﻭﻯ َﻀـ ﹶﺎﻙ ﺃ ﻨ ِ َ ِ َﻤ ﺃ ـﻭ ِ ـﻙ ـﻰ ﺍﻟﻨ ـﺎﺭ ِﻬـ ِ َﻫﻔـ ﺇﻟﻴـ ِ ﻓـ ﻭﻓﻰ ﺍﻟ ﹶـﺭﻯ ﹶـِﻨﻨﻰ ﺃﻟ ﹶـﺎ ِ ﻘ ﻙ ﻓ ﺈ ﻜ ﺃﻨﺕ ﺍﻟﺠﻤﺎل ﺎ َﻤـﺎﻨﻰ ﺍﻟـﻭﺭﻯ َ ِ ْ ﻴ ﺃ ﺃﻴﻥ ﺍﻟﺠﻤﺎل ﻤﻥ ـﻨﹶﺎ ﻴ ﹶـﺎﻙ ﻋﻨ ِ َ ْ ﺴ ﻭﺼﻑ ﻴ ﹶﻭل ﻻ ﺒﻴل ﻟﻭ ـﻔﻪ ﹲ ﻁ ُ ﺴ َ ﺼ ِ ﻨﻭﺭ ﻴﺫﻭﺏ ِﻗـﺔ ﻓـﻰ ﺒ ـﺎﻙ ﻬ ِ ﺭ ﹰ ُﻋﱢل ﺍﻟـ ﹶﻔﺱ ﺒﺎ َﻴـﺎﻡ ﹶﺠ ﻌ ﹶـﺎ ﻨ ﻷ ِ ﺘ ﻤﻨ ﺃ ﻠ ُ ﻁﹶﻤﻌﺎ ﻓﻲ ﺤﺏ ﻤﺎﻟ ِ ﺍﻟﻔ ﹶـﺎﻙ ِ ﺠ ِﻙ ﹶﺘ ِ ﹰ ﻥﺒ ﺨ ل ِﻋﻁﻲ ﺍﻟ ﻭﺍﺀ ِﻤﺠﻨﻭ ٍ ِﺫﻱ ﹶﺒـ ٍ ﺩ ﻟ ﺇ ﺃ ﻴ ِ ﹸل ﺴ ِ ﻋ ﹶﻙ َﻀﺤﻰ ﻬﻴﻡ ﺒﻜ ﱢ ِﺤﺭ ـﻼ ِ ﺇﻨ ـﻲ ﻟ ﻨﺘﻅ ـﺭ ﻭﻤ ـﺎ ﻟﻤﻘ ـﺩﻤﻙ ﹰ ﹶ ِِ ِ ﻴ ﹶﻤ ِ ﺤﻴﻲ ﺍﻟﻔـﺅﺍﺩ ﺒﻨـﻭﺭ ـﻴﻤﺎﻙ ِ ِﺴ ﻴ ِﻟـ ﻁ ِ ـ ﺔ ﻴ ـﺎ ﺴ ـﺘﺄﺘﻲ ﺇ ـﻰ ﹶﺎﺌﻌ ـ ﹰ ﻭﻤـ ﹰ ـ ﻟﹶﻴﺠﻤﻊ ﺍﻟﺤﺏ ﻤﻥ ﻴﻨﻰ ﻴ ﹶـﺎﻙ ﻋ ﻋﻨ ِ * ﻜﺘﺒﺕ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻓﻲ ﻜﻔﺭ ﺍﻟﺸﻭﺭﺒﺠﻰ – ﻤﺭﻜﺯ ﻜﻔﺭ ﺍﻟﺯﻴﺎﺕ – ﻤﺤﺎﻓﻅﺔ ﺍﻟﻐﺭﺒﻴـﺔ – ﺠﻤﻬﻭﺭﻴـﺔ ﻤﺼـﺭ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺒﻴﺔ. ﺍﻷﻭل ﻤﻥ ﺩﻴﺴﻤﺒﺭ ﻋﺎﻡ ٢٠٠٢ﻡ. ٠٢
- 22. ﺃﻨﺕ ﺍﻟ ﺒﻴـﺏﻭﻻ ـﺒﻴل ﻟﻐ ِـ ِﻩ ﺴ َ ﹶﻴ ﺭ َ ِ ﺤ ِﻨﻰ ﻤ ﹶﻴﻡ ِﺎﻟﻬﻭﻯ ﻓـﻲ ـ ﺍﻙ ﻫ ﻭ ِ ﺇ ﺘ ﺒ ِﻨﻰ ﺃﻁﻭﻑ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺍﻟ ِﻼﺩ ﺒَﺴـ ِﻫﺎ ﺒ ِ ﺄ ﺭ ﹸ ﺇ َ ﺃ ﻜﻲ ﻟﹶﻬﻴﺏ ﺍﻟﺤﺏ ﻤﺎ ﺃ ـﻼ ِ ِ ﺤ ﹶﻙ َﺤ ﹸﻔﺩﻴﻙ ﹶﻔﺴ ِ ـﺎ َﻤـﺎﻨﻰ ﺍﻟ ـﻭﻯ ﻬ ﺘ ِﻨ ﻰﻴ ﺃ ﻬﻤ ـﺎ ﻗ ـﺕ ﻤ ـﻥ ﺃﺸ ـ ﺍﻙ ﻤ ـ ﹶﺎﺒﻠـ ﹸ ِـ ﹶـ ﻭ ِ ِﻨﻰ ﺴﻭﺭ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟ ﺒﺎﺒﺔ ﻭﺍﻟ ـﻭﻯ ﺼ ِ ﻬ ﺇ ﺠ ﻓﺎﻟﻘ ـﺏ ﻴ ـﺄﺒﻰ ﺇﻻ ﺃﻥ ﻠﻘ ـﺎﻙ ﹶﻠـ ـ ِ ﻴ ﹶـ ِ ﹰ ﺒﺭ ﺍﻟﺩ ﻭﺏ ﹶﺒﻘﻲ ﺃ ﹶـﺕ ﺍﺤـﺩﺓ ﻨ ِﻭ ﻋ ﺭ ﺘ ﻭﺍﻟ ﹶﻠﻕ ﻴ ﻌﻰ ﺎ ِﻤﺎ ﻓﻲ ـﻼ ِ ﻋ ﹶﻙ ﺨ ﹸ ﺴ ﻫﺌ ﹰ ِﻨﻲ ُﻨﺎﺠﻲ ﻓـﻰ ﺍﻟﹶﻴـﺎﻟﻲ ﺒﻴﺒـﺔ ﹰ ﺤ ﻠ ﺇ ﺃ ﻭﺍﻟ ﹶﻠﺏ ﻴ ﹶـﻬﺩ ﺃﻨﻨـﻲ ﹶﺠـ ﺍﻙ ﻨ ﻭ ِ ﻘ ﺸ َ ِﻨﻲ ﻘﻴﻡ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟ ﹶﻼﺌـﻕ ﻭﺍﻟـ ﺭﻯ ﻭ ِ ﺨ ﺇ ﺴ ﻓﹶﻋﻁﻴﻨﻲ ِﻴﻘﺎ ﻤﻥ ﹶﻔﺎ ﻟﺜ ـﺎﻙ ﺸ ﹸ ﹾﻤ ِ ﺭ ﹰ ﺎ ﺃﻴﻥ ﺍﻟ ﹶﺴﺎﻗﻲ ـﺎ ﻨﻴـﺔ ﻓﺄﻗﹾـﺩﻤﻲ ﻴ ﻤ ﹶ َ ﺘ ﻭﺍﺴﻘﻲ ﺒﻴﺒﺎ ﺎﺌﻤﺎ ﻓﻰ ـ ﺍﻙ ﻫ ﻭ ﺤ ﹰ ﻫ ﹰ ﺇﻨﻰ ﻤﻥ ﺍﻷ ﻭﺍل ﻻ َﺨـﺎﻑ ﺒﹶﻴـ ﹰ ﹸ ﻠ ﺔ ﺃ ﻫ ﺇﻻ ﻘــﺎ ُ َﻨﻨــﻲ ﺃ ــ ﹶﻙ ﺴ ﻼ لﺃ ﻴ ﺒﻲ ﺇﻟﻰ ﻓـﻰ ﺍﻟ ﹶـﺭﺍﻡ ﻭﻋ ﻠـﻲ ﺠ ﻐ ﻫ ﺎ ﻬﺠﺔ ﺍﻟـ ﹶﻔﺱ ﹶـﻲ َﻟ ﹶـﺎﻙ ﺃﻘ ﻜ ﻴ ﻤ ﹶ ﻨ ﻓﹶﺎﻟﻘﻠﺏ ﻓﻰ ﹶـﻭﻕ ﹸﻜـ ﱢ ﹶﻀـﻴﻠﺔ ﻟ لﻓ ﺸ ﹶ ﺎ ﻤ ﺃ ﹶﺕ ﻓ ـﺎﺌل ﺍﻷ ﹶـﻼﻕ ﻴ ﻥ ﻨ ﻀ ُ ﺨ ﻭﺍﻟﺭﻭﺡ َﻨﺕ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟﺭ ﺎﺽ ﻓ ﺍﺸـﺔ ﹰ ﺭ ﻴ ﺃ ﻭﺍﻟ ﻫﺭ ﺨﺒﻭ ﻤﻥ ﺴﻨﹶﺎ ﻴ ﹶـﺎﻙ ﻋﻨ ﺯ ﻴ ﺇﻨﻲ َﺴـﻴﺭ ﻓـﻲ ـﺩﻴﻙ ﻁـﻭ ﹲ ﻤ ﻕ ﻴ ﺃ ﺒﺎﻟ ﺏ ﻭﺍﻷ َﻼل ﻤﻥ ﺃﻋ ـﺎﻗﻲ ﻤ َﻏ ﹾ ﺤ ﻭﺍﻟﺤﺏ ﻓﻲ ﻴﻨﻴﻙ َﻋﻅﻡ ﻨـﺯل ﺃ ﻤ ﻋ ﻬﻤ ـﺎ ﻻ ﹶﻴ ـﺕ ﻤ ـﻥ ﺃﺸ ـﻭﺍﻙ ﻤ ـ ﻗ ﹸ ـ ﹶ ـ ﺃ ـﺕ ﻭﺃ ـﺕ ﻭﺍﻟﺠﻤ ـﺎل ـﺊ ـ ُ ﻵﻟـ ٌ َﻨـ َﻨـ ﻴﺎ ﻤ ﺃﻫﻭﻯ ﻤﺎﻟـﻙ ﺍﻟ ﹶﺘـﺎﻙ ﻔ ﺠ ﻥ ١٢
- 23. * ﺭﻴﺎﺡ ﺍﻟﺼ ﺎ ِ ِ ﺒ َﻴﺎ ﺭ ﺎﺡ ﺍﻟﺼ ﺎ ﺒﻲ ﻋﻠﻰ ﻓَﺭﻭﻴﻨﻰ ﺄ ﺃ ِﻴ ِ ﺒ ﻫ ِﻜ ـل ﺍﻟﻤ ـﻰ ﻴ ـﺎ ﻤ ـﻥ ﻤﻨﻴﻨ ـﻲ ﺒ ﹸـ ﱢ ﻨـ ـ ـ ﹾ ِ ﱢـ ﻤﻨﻴ ﱢﻰ ﻭﻤﺎ ﹶﻜـﻭﻨﻰ ِـﻲ ﹶﺎِﺼـﺔ ﹰ ﺨﻟ ﻟ ﹾ ِﻨ ﻴ ﹰ ﺘ ﻤﻥ ﹸﻭﺭ ﻴﻨﻴﻙ ﺭﻭﻴﻜﻰ ﻭ ﺭﻭﻴﻨـﻲ ﻴ ﻨ ِ ﻋ ِ ﻴ ِﻨـ ﹶ ﺸـ ﹲ ِ ﹸـ ﱢ ـ ﺔ ﺇ ـﻲ ﻟﻤ ـﺘﺎﻕ ﻟﻜ ـل ﺼ ـﺒﺎﺒ ٍ ﺘﻜﹶﻔﻜﻑ ﺍﻟ ﻤﻊ ﻋﻥ ﻴﻨـﻲ ﻭ ﹸﺴـﻠﻴﻨﻲ ﺘ ﻋ ﹸ ﹾِ ﹸ ﺩ ﺘ ـﺎﺩ ﺍﻟﻨ ـﺎﺭ ﺘﻘ ـﺽ ﻤ ـﺎﺠﻌﻲ ﹶﻜـ ﹶـ ﹶ ِـ ﻀـ ﻟﹶﻭﻻ ﺤﻴﻕ ﻴﻨﻴﻙ ﺭﻭﻴﻨﻰ ﻭ ﻁﻔﻴﻨﻰ ﻴ ﹶﺭ ﹸﻋ ِﻴ ﻫﺠﺭ ﺍﻟﺩﻴﺎﺭ َﺤﺒـﺎﺏ َﻨﺴـﺕ ِﻬـﻡ ﹸﺒ ﺃ ﺃ ﻓﹶﻅ ـل ﺍﻟ ﺠ ـﺭ ﻴ ـﺅﺫﻴﻨﻲ ﻭﻴ ـﺩﻤﻴﻨﻲ ـ َ ﻬ ﺃ ـﺎ ﻭ ـﺩﺍ ﻻ ﺼ ـﻔﻰ ﻟ ـﻪ ـ ﹶـ َﺤﻴـ ﺤﻴـ ﹰ َﻨﻌ ـﻰ ﺍﻟﻬ ـﻭﻯ ﻭﺍﻟﺼ ـﺏ ﻴﻨﹾﻌﻴﻨ ـﻲ ﱢ ِ ﺃ ﻤ ـﺎﻟﻲ َﺭﻯ ـﺩﺍﺭ ﹸﻠﻬ ـﻭ ـﻲ ـ ﺃ ﺍﻷﻗـ ﺘ ـ ﺒـ ﻁﹶﻭﺭﺍ ﺘﺒ ِـ ﻨﻲ ﻭﺍﻷ ﹸـﺭﻯ ﹸـﺩ ِﻴﻨﻲ ﺘ ﻨ ﱢ ﺨ ﹰ ﹸ ﻌ ﺩ ﻓﹶﺎﻟﺼ ـﺒﺭ ِﻨ ـﻭﺍﻥ ِ ﹸ ـ ﱢ ﺸ ـﻤﺎﺌﻠﻲ ـ ﻋ ـ ﻟﻜ ل ﹶ ﺃ ﻴﺎ ِـﻪ ﺍﻟﻴـﻭﻡ ﻭﺍﻟﻴـﻭﻡ ﻴﺤﻴﻴﻨـﻲ ﺤ ﺒ ﻴــ ﹶ ﹶــ ﻘــ ﺓ ِﻥ ﺍﻟﺤ ـﺎﺓ ﻷﻗ ـﺩﺍﺭ ﻤ ـﺩﺭ ﹲ ﺇ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟﻭﺼل ﺃﻡ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟ ﺠـﺭ ﹶـﺄﺘﻴﻨﻲ ﻬ ِ ﺘ ِِ ﺃﻴﻥ ﺍﻟ ِﻴﺎﺭ ِﻴـﺎﺭ ﺍﻟﻠﻬـﻭ ﻭﺍﻟﹶﻌـﺏ ِ ِ ﻠ ﺩ ﺩ َ ﻓﹶﺎﺭﻗﺘ ـﺎ ﻭﺍﻟﻬ ـﺭ ﻴ ـﺅﺫﻴﻨﻲ ﺠــ ــ ﹸﻬــ ﻫل ﻤﻥ ـﺒﻴ ٍ ﺇﻟ ِﻬـﺎ َﺴـﻠﻭ ِـﻪ ﺒ ِ ﺃ ْﺴ ل ﻴ ـﺎﺭ ﺍﻟﺠ ـﻭﻯ ﺒ ـﺭﺩﺍ ﻓﺘ ـﻔﻴﻨﻲ ﻨـ ـ ـ ﹰ ﹶﺸـ ـﻰ ﺃ ـﺕ ﺇ ـﻰ ـﻰ ﻤﻬ ـل ﺤﺘـ َ ﺘﻴـ ِ ِﻟـ ﻓـ ـ ٍ ﻨﻭﺭﺍ ﻴ ﹶﻴﺽ ﻤـﻥ ﺍﻟ ﻠﻴـﺎﺀ ﻌﻁﻴﻨـﻲ ِﻴ ﻌ ﹰ ﻔ * ﻜﺘﺒﺕ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻓﻲ ﻜﻔﺭ ﺍﻟﺸﻭﺭﺒﺠﻰ – ﻤﺭﻜﺯ ﻜﻔﺭ ﺍﻟﺯﻴﺎﺕ – ﻤﺤﺎﻓﻅﺔ ﺍﻟﻐﺭﺒﻴـﺔ – ﺠﻤﻬﻭﺭﻴـﺔ ﻤﺼـﺭ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺒﻴﺔ. ﻓﻲ ﻴﻭﻡ ﺍﻻﺜﻨﻴﻥ ٩/٢١/٢٠٠٢ﻡ. ٢٢
- 24. ﻭﺼـﻼ ﻟﺤـ ٍﻻ ِﻨﻔﺼـﺎﻡ ﻟﻭﺼ ـﻠﻪ ﹰ ﺏ ﺍ ـ ﹶ ِ ـ ِ ﻴﻜ ـﻰ ﻟ ـﻙ ﺍﻟﻭﺼ ـل ﻭﻴﻜ ـﻲ ـ ُ ﹶﻔﻴﻨـ ﹶﻔـ ﹶـ ِ ﺃ ـﺕ ﺒ ـﺩﺭﺍ ﻴﺴ ـﺘﺩﻴﺭ ﻀ ـ ﺎﺅﻩ ِ ـ ﻴ َﺘﻴـ ِ ـ ﹰ ـ ﺒﺎ َﻤﺱ ﺴﻘﻴﻨﻲ ﻭﺍﻟﻴـﻭﻡ ﺭﻭﻴﻨـﻲ ﻴ ﻷ ِ ﻴ ـﺭﻭﺡ ﻤ ـﻙ ﺘ ـﺘِﺒﻨﻰ ﺭﺍ ـﻲ ﹶﺤﺘـ ﻭﺍﻟـ ِ ﻨـ ِ ﹶﺴـ ﹶﻠ ﻌ ـﺯ ـﻰ ﺃﻨﺴ ـﺎﻙ ﻭﺘﻨ ـﻴﻨﻲ ﻴ ـ ﻋﻠـ َ َ ﹾ ـ ِ ﹶ ﹾﺴـ ﺠ ـﺎل ﻋﻴﻨ ـﻙ ﻻ ﺘ ـﺭﺩ ﺴ ـ ﺎ ﻬﺎ ﻤـ ُ ﹶﻴـ ِ ﹸـ ِ ـ ﻬ ﻤ ِﻨﻲ ﹶﻬﻴﺩﺍ ﻓـﻰ ـﻭﺍﻙ ﹶـﺎﻨ ِﻴﻨﻲ ِ ﻓ ﹾﻌ ﻫ ﺇ ﺸ ﹰ ـﻲ ﻭﺍﻟﻠ ـﻭﻥ ﺨ ـﺭﻱ ﺍﻟﻘ ـﺩ ﻋﺭﺒـ ﹶـ ﹶﻤـ ﹶـ ﻠ ـﻭ ﺍﻟﻤ ـﺫﺍﻕ ﻴ ـﺎ ﻤ ـﻥ ﻠ ﻨ ـﻲ ﺤ ـ ﹾ ـ ﻤ ﻴ َﻫﻔ ـﻭ ﺇ ـﻙ ﺎﺌ ـﺎ ﻓ ـﻙ ﺃ ﹶــ ِﻟﻴــ ِ ﻫ ِﻤــ ﹰ ِﻴــ ِ ﺃ ﹶﺭﺏ ﺍﻟﺼﺏ ﻤﻥ ﻴﻨﻴﻙ ﻴ َـﻔﻴﻨﻲ ﻋ ِ ﺸ ﹾ ﺸ ﺃ ﹶﺸﻰ ﺍﻟ ﹸـ ﺍﻕ ﻴـﺎ ﺃ ـﺎﻨﻲ ﺍﻟ ـﻭﻯ َﻤ ﻬ ﺨ ﻔ ﺭ ﹾ ﻓﺎﹸﺒﻌﺩ ـﺅْﺫﻴﻨﻲ ﻭﺍﻟ ﺠـﺭ ـﺩ ِﻴﻨﻲ ﻬ ﻴ ﻤ ﻟ ﻴ ﻫﻲ ﺘﻘﻭل: ـﻙ ﻭﺍﻟﻬ ـﻭﻯ ﻗ ـﺩﺭ ﻻ ﻭ ﻴﻨﻴــ ــ ﹶــ ﻋ ـﻰ ﻫ ـ ﺍﻙ ﻓ ـﺎﻁﹸﺒﻨﻲ ﻭﺃﺘ ـﻲ َ ِﻴﻨـ ﺇﻨـ ـ ﻭ ﹶـ ﹾﻠ ﻋﻬــﺩ ِﻟﻴــﻙ ﻻ ﺴــﺒﻴل ِــ ﺩﻩ َﻟ ﺭ ِ ﺇ ـﺕ ﺍﻟﺤ ـﺏ ﻴ ـﺎ ﺭﺏ ﻨﺠ ـﻲ ﺃﻨـ ﹶ ﺒﻴـ ـ ﹶ ِﻴﻨـ ﺘ ـﻭ ﺍﻟﺤﻴـ ﹶ ﻠـ ِ ـ ﻤـ ﻥ ـﺎﺓ ﻋ ـﻰ ﻤ ـﻥ ﺯ ـ ٍ ﹶﻘﺴـ ﺘﻰ ﺃ ﹶﻴﺕ ﺤـ ٍ ﹶـﺎﺭﻩ ﺘﺸﹾـﻔﻴﻨﻲ ﺤ ﺘ ﹶﺒ ﺏﻨ ﹶ ﻴ ﹶﻔﻲ ﺍﻟ ﻭﺍﺯل ﺃﻥ ﹶﻜﻭ ِ ﻬﺎ ﻬﻡ ﹶﻴﺸﺎ ﻌ ْ ﺘ ﻥﺴ ﻤ ﻁ ﹶ ﻜ ﻭ ﺒـــﻲ ِﻟﻴـــﻙ ﻴﻐﹾﻨﻴﻨـــﻲ ﺇ ﺤ ِﻨــﻲ ــ ﺍﻙ ﻭﺍﻟ ــﻭﻯ ﻗــﺩﺭ ﻫ ﻭ ﻬ ﺇ ﺎ ﻨﺔ ﺍﻟ ﹸﻠﺩ َﻋﻁﻴـ ِ ﻭﺘﻌﻁﻴﻨـﻲ ﻙ ﹸ ﻴ ﺠ ﹶ ﺨِ ﺃ ﻴﺎ ﹶﺎﻟﺩﺍ ﻓـﻲ ـﻭﺍﻙ ِﻨـﻲ ﻤﻌ ﱠﺒـﺔ ﺫ ﹾ ﺇ ﻫ ﺨ ﹰ ﺃ ـﺩﻱ ﻟ ـﻙ ﺍﻟﺼ ـﺏ ﻭﺘﻬ ـﺩﻴﻨﻲ َﻫـ ﹶـ ـ ﹸ ـ ٣٢
- 25. * ﺃ ﹶﺎ ﺍﻷ ﺎﻨﻲ َﻨ َﻤ ﺃ ﹶﺎ ﺍﻷ ﺎﻨﻲ ﻭﺍ َﺤـﻼﻡ ﹶﻤﻠ ﹸﻨـﻲ ﹶ ﺘ ﻜ ﻷ َﻨ َﻤ َﻫﻔﻭ ِﻟﻰ ﺍﻟ ﺼـل ﺎﺌﻤـﺔ ِﻴـﻙ ﹾ ﻓ ِ ﻫ ﺇ ﻭ ﺃ ﺎ ﹶﺎﻟ ﺍﻟﺤﺏ ﺁ ﹶﻰ ِﻟﻴﻙ ﹶﻤﻠ ﹸﻨـﻲ ﻴ ﺨ ﺩ ِ ﺘ ﺇ ﺘ ﻜ ـﻡ ﺃ ـﺩ ﺃﻗ ـﺩﺭ ﺃﻥ ﺃﺠ ـﻙ ﻟـ َ ﻋـ ﹶـ ُ ﺎﻓﻴـ ﺃ ِﺕ ﺍﻟﺤ ِﻴﺏ ﻭ ﹶﺎﺭ ﺍﻟﺸﻭ ِ ﹶﻘﺘﻠ ﹸـﻲ َﻨ ﹶ ﺒ ﻨ ﹶ ﻕ ﺘ ﻨ ﺃ ﹸــﺎﺠ ﺍﻟ ﺼــل ﺃﻡ ﺃ ﹸﺎﺠﻴــﻙ َ ﻨ ﻲ ﻭ ﻨ ﻜﹶﺎﺩﻭﺍ ﹶﻨﺎ ﻓـﻰ ﺍﻟ ﺼـل َﺯ ﺎﻨـﺎ ِﺃ ﻤ ﹶ ﻭ ﻟ ﻭﺍﻟ ـ ﻡ ﺃﻋ ـﻥ َﻨﻨ ـﻲ ﻟﻴ ـﻙ ﹶﻴـ ﻭ ﻠـ ﺃ ﹶـ ِ ِ ِـ ﻫ ـﻭﺍ ـﻰ ﻴ ـﻭﻥ ﺩ ـﻰ ﺒـ ﺇﻟـ ﻁﻠﺒـ ﻤـ ﻓﹶﻜﻴﻑ َﺭﻀﻴﻬﻡ ﻭ ﹶﻴـﻑ َﺭﻀـﻴﻙ ﻜ ﹶﺃ ﹶﺃ ﻤ ـﻼ ﺃ ـﺎﻱ ﻓ ـﺈﻨﻨﻲ ﺜﻤ ـﺔ ﹶ ِﻠـ ﹾ ﻬـ ﹰ َﺒـ ﹶـ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟ ﺼل ﻭﺍﻟﺼﺏ ﺃﻨﺘﺸﻲ ِﻴـﻙ ﺒ َ ِ ﻭ ِ ﻓﹶﺎﻟﺤﺏ ﻭﺍﻟ ﻫﺭ ﻨﺎﺭ ﺍﻟ ﹶﻭﻕ ﹶﻘﺘﻠـﻪ ﺯ ﺸ ِﺘ ﺎ ﺴﺎﻗﻲ ﺍﻟﺤﺏ ﺤﻴﻴﻨـﻲ ﻭ ﺤﻴﻴـﻙ ﻴ ِ ﻴ ﻴ ﺃﻴﻥ ﺍﻟﺩﻴﺎﺭ ﺩﻴﺎﺭ ﺍﻟ ـﺏ ﹶﺄ ﹸـﺫﻨﻲ ﺤ ِ ﺘﺨ ِﻨــﻲ َﺴــﻴﺭﺓ ﻓــﻲ ﺃ ﺎﺩﻴــﻙ ﻴ ﹾ ﺃ ﺇ ﹸﺫﻨﻲ ِﻟﻴﻙ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟ ﹶﺭﺍﻡ ﻭﻓﻰ ﺍﻟ ﻭﻯ ﻬ ﻐ ِ ﺇ ﺨ ﺘﹶﺒـــﺎ ﻟ ِﻠـــ ٍ ﻻ ـــﺩﺍﻨﻴﻙ ﺏ ﻴ ﹰ ﻘ ﺇﻥ ﺍﻟﺤﻴﺎﺓ ﺭ ﻴـﻕ ﺃ ﹶـﺕ ﻓﺎﻋﹸـﻪ ﹶ ﺤ ﹲ ﻨ ﹶ ِﻠ َﺭﺘ ـﻑ ﻜ ـﺎ ـﻥ ﺃﻴ ـﻙ ﻷ ﹶﺸـ ﹾ ﹶﺄﺴـ ﹰ ﻤـ ﺎﺩﻴـ ﺭﻭﻱ ﹸﺅﺍﺩﻱ ﻭﺍﻟ ﺒﺎﺒﺔ ﻭﺍﻟ ـﻭﻯ ﺼ ﹶ ﻬ ﻓ ﻴ ﻭﺍﻟ ﹶــﻭﻡ ﺭﺠــﻭ ﺃﻥ ُﻋﺎﺩﻴــﻙ ﺃ ﻴ ﻘ ﺘ ـﺎ ﻟﻬ ـﻡ ﻭﺍﻟﻬ ـ ﻯ ﻗ ـ ﺭﻱ ﹶﺒـ ﹰ ـ ـ ﻭ ﹶـ ﺩ ِ ﻓﻲ ﹸﻠﻤﺔ ﺍﻟﹶﻴـل ﺃﻡ ﺍﻟﻠﻴـل ﺁﺘﻴـﻙ ِ َ ﻅ ِ ﻠ ِ ﺭ ﻲ َﻫﺠﺭ ﺩ ﺎﺭﻱ ﻭﺍﻟ ﻼﻋﺏ ﻭﺍﻟ ﺒـ ﻤ ﺃ ﻴ * ﻜﺘﺒﺕ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻓﻲ ﻜﻔﺭ ﺍﻟﺸﻭﺭﺒﺠﻰ – ﻤﺭﻜﺯ ﻜﻔﺭ ﺍﻟﺯﻴﺎﺕ – ﻤﺤﺎﻓﻅﺔ ﺍﻟﻐﺭﺒﻴـﺔ – ﺠﻤﻬﻭﺭﻴـﺔ ﻤﺼـﺭ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺒﻴﺔ. ﻓﻲ ﻴﻭﻡ ﺍﻟﺴﺒﺕ ﺍﻟﻤﻭﺍﻓﻕ ١٢/٢١/ ٢٠٠٢ﻡ. ٤٢
- 26. ﻭﺍﻟﺤ ـﺏ ـﻲﻋ ـﻲ ﻴ ـﻙ ـ ﻓـ ﻴﻨـ ﻐﺭﻴـ ﺓ ﻐﺭﻴﻨﻲ ﻤﻨﻙ ﺎ ﺒﻴﺒـﻲ ﹶﻅـﺭ ﹲ ﻨ ﻴ ﺤ ﻴ ﺘ ـﺩﻱ ـﻰ ﺍﻟﺤ ـﺏ ﺃﻡ ﺘ ـﺩﻴﻙ ﹸﻬـ ﺇﻟـ ـ ﹸﻬـ ﺇﻨﻲ َﺴـﻴﺭﻩ ﻭﺍﻟﹶﻴـﺎﻟﻲ ـﺎﻟﺘﻲ ﻀ ﻠ ﺃ َﺸﻜﻭ ﺇﻟﻴﻬﺎ ﺍﻟ ـﻭﻯ ﺎﻟﻤـﺔ ﺒﻴـﻙ ﹾ ﺤ ﻬ ﺃ َﻨﻅﺭ ﺇﻟﻴﻙ ﻭﺍﻟـﺩﻤﻭﻉ ـﻭﺍﺒﻘﻲ ﺴ ﺃ ُﻨﺎﺩﻱ ﻤﻨـﻙ ﺍﻟ ـﻭﻯ ﺃﻡ ﺃ ﹸﺎﺩﻴـﻙ َ ﻨ ﻬ ﺃﹶ ﺍﻟﺼﺒﺢ ﻘﺘﻠ ﹸﻰ ﻭﺍﻟ ﹸﻬﺭ ﻭﺍﻟ ﺼـﺭ ﻅ ﻌ ﻴ ﻨ ـﺎ ﻗ ـﻭ ﻤﻬ ـﻼ ﻤ ـﻥ ﹶﺠﺎﻓﻴ ـﻙ ﻴـ ـ ﻡ ﹰ ـ ﺘ ﻴﺩﻋﻭﻥ ﹶﻠﺒﻲ ﺃﻥ ﻴﹶـﻭﻑ ﺒﻐﻴـﺭﻙ ﹶ ﻠ ﻗ ﻭﺍﻟ ﹶﻠــﺏ ــﺄﺒﻰ ﺃﻥ ﺠﺎﻓﻴــﻙ ﻴ ﻴ ﻘ ﻤ ﺓ ﻭﺍﹶﻘﻠﺏ ﻬﻭﻯ ﻓﻰ ﺍﹶﺼﺒﺎﺒﺔ ـﺭ ﹰ ﻟ ﻟ ﻴ ﺃﻓ ـﺩﻱ ـﺎ ﻨ ـﻲ ﻭﺃ ـﺩﻴﻙ َﻓـ ﺒﻬـ ﹶﻔﺴـ ﹶـ ﺁ ـﻰ ـﻙ ـﻭ ﻁﺎﺌ ـﺔ َﺘـ ﺇﻟﻴـ ﺍﻟﻴـ ﻡ َﻌـ ﹰ ُﺫﻜ ـﻲ ـﺎ ﻨ ـﻲ ﺃﻡ ﺃﺫﻜ ـﻙ ﺃ ﱠ َـ ﺒﻬـ ﹶﻔﺴـ َ ُ ﹶ ﱢﻴـ ﱢ ٥٢
- 27. * " ﻭﺩﻋـﺘﻬﺎ " ﹸ ْ ﻫﻭ ﻴﻘﻭل: ﻭﺩﻋ ﹸﻬﺎ ﺤ ﹶـﻰ ﹶـﺎ ﻋـﻥ ﹶـﺎﻅ ِﻱ ﻨ ﺭ ﻏ ﺏ ﺘ ﺘ ْ ـﺢ ﺍﻟﺼ ـﺒﺎ ﻭﺍﻟﺼ ـﺏ ﻭﺍﻟﺭ ﺎ ِﻴﻨ ـﺎ ﻴ ﺤ ﹶـ ـ ِ ﺭﻴـ ِ ـ ﺃ ﻡ َﺩﻋﻭ ﹶﻬﺎ ﺒـﺎﻟ ﹶﻴﺭ ﻭﺍﻟ ﹶﻠـﺏ ﻓـﻲ َﻟـ ٍ ﺨ ِ ﻘ ﻟ ﺃ ﻬﻼ ﻓ ِﻕ ﺍﻟ ﻭﻯ ﻬـﻼ ﻤـﻥ ﹶﺄﺴـﻴ ﹶﺎ ﻨ ﺘ ﻤ ﹰ ﺭﻴ ﹶ ﻬ ﻤ ﹰ ﺎ ﹶﺎﻋ ﺍﻟﺤﺏ ﺍﻨﻌﻲ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟ ﻭﻯ ﺎﻟﻲ ﻬ ﺤ ﻴ ﻨ ﻲ ـﺎ ِﻴﻨ ـﺎ ﻋ ـﺭ ﺍﹶﻭﺠ ـﻭﺩ ﺎﻜﻴــ ﹰ ﻟ ﹶــ ﺒــ ﻟ ــ ﺒ ـﺒﺭ ﻓ ـﺅﺍﺩﻱ ﻋ ـﻥ ﺒﻴ ـ ٍ ﹶﺎﺘ ـﻪ ﺤ ﺏﻓ ﺼ ﹸـ ﻏ ـﺎﺌﺭ ﺍﻟﺠ ـﺭﺡ ﹶﺎﺯ ـﺎ ِﻴﻨ ـﺎ ﹶــ ِ ــ ِ ﻨ ِﻓــ ﹰ ﻓ ﹶــ ﻓﹶﺎﻟﺼـﺒﺭ ﻴـﺅﻟ ﻨﻲ ﻭﺍﻟﺤـﺏ ﻴـﺩﻤﻴﻨﻲ ـ ـ ِﻤ ﻫل ِﻥ ِﺼـﺎ ٍ ﺒﻌـﺩ ﺍﻟ ﺠـﺭ ﺄﺘﻴ ﹶـﺎ ﻬ ِﻴ ﻨ ل ﻤ ﻭ ﻨﹶــﺎﺭ ﺍﻟ ــﻭﻯ ﹶﺄﺘﻴﻨــﺎ ﹶــﻭﺍﻋﻠﻬﺎ ﹸ ﺸ ﺘ ﻬ ﻭﺍﻟ ﺠــﺭ ﺒﻌــﺩ ﺍﻟ ــﺏ ﺅﺫﻴ ﹶــﺎ ﻴ ﻨ ﺤ ﻬ ﻜﻨﺕ ﺍﻨﹾﺘ ﹶـﻴﺕ ﺤـﺏ ـﺎﺕ ﺴـﻌ ﻨﺎ ﺩ ﺒ ﹶﻴ ﹸ ﹸ ﹶﺸ ﹸ ﺒ ﻭﺍﻟﻴﻭ َ ﻀﺤﻰ ﺍﻟﺒﻴﻥ ﻀﺭﺏ ﻤﻥ ﹶﺠﺎﻓﻴ ﹶﺎ ﺘ ﻨ ﻡ ﺃ َﻤﺎﻨﻲ ﻫل ﻤﻥ ﺒﻴل ﺇﻟﻰ ﺼل ﹶﻴﺄﺘﻴﻨﺎ ﻓ ﻭ ﺴ ﺃ ْ ﻓﺎﹶﻭﺼل ﺒﻌﺩ ﺍﻟ ﺠﺭ ﻀﺭﺏ ﻤﻥ ﹶﺴـﺎﻗﻴ ﹶﺎ ﻨ ﺘ ُ ﻬ ﻟ ﻫﻲ ﺘﻘﻭل: ﺎ ﺨﺎﻟﺩﺍ ﻓـﻲ ﻫـﻭﺍﻙ ﻭﺍﻟ ـﺏ ﹶـﻙ ﺤ ﻟ ﻴ ﹶ ﹰ ﺇﻨﻲ ﻠﻰ ﺍﻟ ﻬﺩ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟ ﹸﺭﺏ ﺃﻡ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟ ﻌﺩ ﺒ َ ﻘ ﻌ ﻋ ﻨﹶــﺎﺭ ﺍﻟ ــﻭﻯ ﹸــ ﹶﻜ ﻬﺎ ﹶﻭﺍﺌ ــﻪ ﺘ ﺫﻴ ﻨ ﺒ ﻬ ﻓﺎﻟ ﹸﺭﺏ ﻭﺍﻟ ﻌﺩ ـﺭﺏ ﻤـﻥ ﹶﻼﻗﻴ ﹶـﺎ ﺘ ﻨ ﻘ ﺒ ﻀ ـﻲ َﺭﺍ ـﻲ ﺨ ـﺎﻟﻲ ﻤ ـﺎﺜﻼ ـ ﹰ ﹶﻴـ ﺇﻨـ ﺃ ﻙ ﻓـ ﺭ ــﻥ ﺍﻟ ــﻭﻯ ﻭﺍﻟ ــﻭﻯ ﻟﻴ ﹶــﺎ ﻨ ﻬ ﻬ ﻫ ﺇﻨ ـﻲ ﻤ ـ ﺍﻷﻴ ـﺎﻡ ﺃﺭﺠ ـﻭ ﹶﺎﻋﺘ ـﻙ ـ ﻁ ﹶ ﻊ َ ـ ﻴﺎ ﺎﻗ ﺍﻟ ـﺏ ﻋ ـل ﻤـﻥ ﹶﺴـﺎﻗﻴ ﹶﺎ ﻨ ﺘ ﺠ ْ ﺴ ﻲ ﺤ ﻭﺍﺫﻫﺏ ﺇﻟـﻰ ﻓـﻲ ﺍﻟـﺒﻼﺩ ﺍﻟﻤﺒ ـﺩﺓﹾ ﻌ * ﻜﺘﺒﺕ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻓﻲ ﻜﻔﺭ ﺍﻟﺸﻭﺭﺒﺠﻰ – ﻤﺭﻜﺯ ﻜﻔﺭ ﺍﻟﺯﻴﺎﺕ – ﻤﺤﺎﻓﻅﺔ ﺍﻟﻐﺭﺒﻴـﺔ – ﺠﻤﻬﻭﺭﻴـﺔ ﻤﺼـﺭ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺒﻴﺔ. ﻓﻲ ﻴﻭﻡ ﺍﻟﺨﻤﻴﺱ ﺍﻟﻤﻭﺍﻓﻕ ٦٢/٢١/ ٢٠٠٢ﻡ. ٦٢
- 28. ﻓﹶﺎﻟﺤــﺏ ﻌــﺩ ﺍﻟﺠــﺭ ﻴﻜﹾﻔﻴ ﹶــﺎ ﻬ ـ ﻨ ـ ﺒ ﺄﺘﻲ ﺍﻟ ﺒﺎﺡ ﻭ ﹶﻤﺱ ﺍﻟ ﺒﺢ ﹸﺤﻴﻴ ﹶﺎ ﺼ ﺸ ﺼ ﺘ ﻨ ﻴ ﻟ ـﺕ ﺍﻷﻤ ـﺎﻨﻲ ﺘﺤ ـﻕ ـﺎ ﺘ ﻨﻴﻨ ـﺎ ﹸ ﻘـ ﹾ ﻤـ ﹸﻤ ﹶـ ﹶﻴـ ﹶ َ ـ ﻨ ـﺭﺓ ﺼ ـﺒﺎﺤﺎ ﻭﺍﻟﻤ ـﺎﺀ ـﺎﺀ ﹶﻅـ ﹾ ـ ﹰ ﺴـ ﻟﻘـ ﻜﻔﻴﻨﻲ ﻤﻨﻙ ﺍﻟﺭﻀﻰ ﻭﺍﻟﻌﺸـﻕ ﻫﹶﺩﻴ ﹶـﺎ ﹸ ﺎ ﻨ ﻴ ﺃﺭﺠﻭ ﺇﻟﻴـﻙ ﺍﻟ ـﻭﻯ ﻭﺍﻟ ـﻭﻯ ﻟﻴ ﹶـﺎ ﻨ ﻬ ﻬ َ ﻋﺠل ﺒﻴﺏ ﺍﻟﻬﻭﻯ ﻋﺠل ﻤـﻥ ﹶﻼﻗﻴ ﹶـﺎ ﺘ ﻨ ْ ْﺤ ﻫﻭ ﻴﻘﻭل: َﻤﺴ ﺍﻟ ﺴـﺎﺀ ﺒﻔـﻴﺽ ﻤـﻥ ﹶﺄﹸﻤ ﹶـﺎ ﺘﻟ ﻨ ﺃ ﻰ ﻤ َﻻ ﻤﻥ ـﺒﺎﺡ ﺤﻴـﻲ ﺍ َﻤـل ﻓﻴ ﹶـﺎ ﻷ ْ ﻨ ﻴ ﺼ ﺃ ﺘﹶﺄﺘﻲ ﺍﻟﺭ ﺎ ﺒﻤـﺎ ﻻ ﹶﺸـﺘﻬﻲ ﺍﻟ ـﻔﻥ ﺴ ﹶﺘ ﻴﺡ ﺎ ﹶﺎﻋ ﺍﻟ ـﺏ َﻜﺜـﺭ ﻤـﻥ ﹶﻨﺎﻋﻴ ﹶـﺎ ﺘ ﻨ ﺃ ﻴ ﻨ ﻲ ﺤ ﻭﺍﺭﺠـ ـﻊ ﺇﻟـ ـﻰ ﺒﺎﻟ ﺒﻴـ ـﺏ ﺍ َﻭل ﺤ ـ ﻷ ـﻰ ﺴ ـﺎﻟﻤﺎ ﻟﻴﻨ ـﺎ ﻭﺍﺭ ـﻊ ﺇﻟــ ــ ﹰ ﹶــ ﺠــ ﺇﻥ ﺍﻟﺤ ـﺎﺓ ـﺩﻭﻥ ﻭ ـﻠﻙ ـﺔ ﺼـ ﻋﻠـ ﹲ ﻴـ ﹶ ﺒـ ﹸﻬﺩﻱ ﺇﻟﻴﻨﺎ ﺍﻟﺠـﻭﻯ ﹸﺭﻀـﻲ ﺃﻋﺎﺩﻴ ﹶـﺎ ﻨ ﺘ ﺘ ـﻲ ﺴ ـﻘﻴ ﻴ ـﺎ ﺃﻤ ـﺎﻨﻲ ﹶﺄﻗ ـﺩﻤﻲ ﻓ ﹾـ ﺇﻨـ ـ ﻡ ـ َ ـ َﻨـ ـﺕ ﺍﻟـ ـ ﻭﺍﺀ َﻨـ ـﺕ ﹶـ ـﺩﺍﻭﻴ ﹶﺎ ﺩ ﺃ ـ ﺘ ـ ﻨ ﺃ ـ ـﺎ ﻬﺠ ـﺔ ﺍﻟ ـ ﹶﻔﺱ َﻴ ـﻥ ﺭﺍﺴ ـﻴﻜﻡ ﹶ ﻨ ﺃ ﻤ ـ ﻴـ ﻤ ﹸﻠﻤﹶــ ﺍﻟ ﹶــﻤل ﹸــﺅﺘﻲ ﺭﺍﺴــﻴ ﹶﺎ ﻨ ﻤ ﺘﹶ ﻠ ﻡ ﺸ َ ﺘ ﻏ ـﺩﺍ ﺴ ـﺘﺄﺘﻲ ﻭﺍﻷﻴ ـﺎ ﺍﻟﺨ ـﻭﺍﻟﻰ ـ ﻡ ﹶـ ﹶـ ﹰ ـ ُﻁﻤﺌﻥ ﺒﻬـﺎ ﹶﻔﺴـﻲ ُﻁﻤـﺌﻥ ﺃ ﺎﻨﻴ ﹶـﺎ َﻤ ﻨ ﺃ ﻨ ﺃ ﻻ ﺸﻲﺀ ﻌـﺩﻭ ﻏﻴـﺭ ﺤ ـﻙ ـﺎﺜﻼ ﹰ ﻤ ﺒ ﻴ ـﺩ ﻭﺏ ﺁ ـﺫﺍ ﺒﻴﻨ ـﺎ ﺒــ ﻋ ـﺭ ﺍﻟــ ﺭ َ ﺨــ ﹰ ﹶــ ﻫﻲ ﺘﻘﻭل: َﻨ ـﺕ ﺴ ـﻘﻴ ﻭﺍﻟﻤ ـ ﺍﺭﺓ ﻓ ـﻲ ﻤ ـﻲ ﺃ ﹶ ـ ﻡ ﺭ ﹶ ـ ﺩ ـ ﻤـﺎﺫﺍ َﻗـﻭل ﻭﻫـل َﻗـﻭل ﻤـﺎ ﺒﻴﻨـﺎ ـ ﺃ ـ ُ ْ ﺃ ـ ُ ـ ﹶـ ﺇﻥ ـﺩ ﻭﻉ ﻟ ـﻭ ﺘ ـﻭل ﻭﺘ ـ ﹶﻜﻲ ﺍﻟـ ﻤ ﹶـ ﹶﻘـ ُ ﹶﺸـ ﺘ ﻟﹶﻔ ـﺎﺽ ﻨ ـﺭ ـﻥ ﺍﻟ ـﺩﻤﻊ ﹶﺎﻓﻴﻨ ـﺎ ﻜ ﹶـ ﹶـ ﹶﻬـ ﻤـ ﹶـ ُﺨﻔﻲ َﻨﻴﻨﻲ ﻟـﻭ ﻁـﺎ ﻋﻨﻲ ﺍﻟ ـﻭﻯ ﻬ ﻴ ﻭ ﺃ ﺃ ـ ﻤﻊ ﻻ ﺘ ـﻪ ﺤ ـﻰ ﻟ ﺎﻟﻴﻨ ـﺎ ﻭﺍﻟـ ﺩ ﹸﺨﻔﻴـ ِ ﺘـ ﻴ ﹶـ ﺇ ـﻲ ﻫ ـﻭﺍﻙ ﻓ ـﺎﻁﹸﺒﻨﻲ ﻭﺃ ـﻲ َﺘﻴﻨـ ـ ﹶـ ﹾﻠ ِﻨـ ﺎ ﹶﺎﻟـﺩ ﺍﻟﺤـﺏ ﻋ ـل ﻤـﻥ ﺃ ﺎﻨﻴ ﹶـﺎ َﻤ ﻨ ِ ﺠ ْ ﻴ ﺨ ٧٢
- 29. ِﻨﻲ َﺴـﻴﺭﺓ ﺒـﻴﻥﺃﺤﻀـﺎﻥ ﺍﻟ ـﻭﻯ ِ ﺠ ﹾ ﺇ ﺃ ﹶــﺎﻨﻬﺽ ِﻟــﻰ ــﺭﺭ ﺃ ﺎﺩﻴ ﹶــﺎ ِ ﻴ ﻨ ﺤ ﹾ ﺇ ﻓ ﻭﺍﻅ ـﺭ ﺒﺤ ـﻲ ﺇﻥ ﺤ ـﻲ ﻤ ـﺎﺜﻼ ﺒـ ـ ِ ﹰ ﹶ ﹾﻔـ ِ ﺒـ ــﻴﻥ ــﺩﻴﻙ ﻴﺸﹾــﺩﻭﻩ ﺍﻟﻤﺤﺒﻴ ﹶــﺎ ﻨ ﻴ ﺒ ِﻨﻲ ُﻏﻨﻲ ـﻭﺍﻙ ـﺫ ﻁ ِﺒـﺕ ِـﻪ ﻤ ﹾ ﹶﺭ ﹸ ﺒ ِ ﻫ ﺇ ﺃ ﻴ ـﺎ ﺸ ـﺎﺩﻱ ﺍﻟﺤ ـﺏ ﻏ ـﻲ ﺃ ﹶﺎﻨﻴﻨ ـﺎ ـ ﹶـ ـ ِ ﹶﻨـ ﻏ ﹶـ ﹶﻨﻲ ِﻜﺎﻴـﺔ ﻤـﻥ ِﻜﺎﻴـﺎﺕ ﺍﻟ ـﻭﻯ ِ ﻬ ﺤ ﹾ ﻏ ﺤ ِﻴﻬـ ـﺎ ﺍﻟ ـ ـﻭﻯ َﺩﻤـ ـﻰ ﻤَﻗﻴ ﹶـ ـﺎ ﺂ ﻨ ـ ﻓ ـ ﻬ ـ ﺃ ٨٢
- 30. * ﺃﻗﺒﻠﺕ َ ﹾ ﹶ ﹾ ﻤﺩﺕ ﺩﺍﻫﺎ ﻓـﻲ ﺍﻟﻅـﻼﻡ ِ ﹾ ﻴ ﻨﻭﺭ ﹶﻌﺎﻟﻰ ﻓـﻰ ﺍﻟ ـﻤﺎﺀ ﺴ ِ ﺘ ﻭﺃﻗﺒﻠﺕ ﻓﻲ ﺤ ِﻬﺎ ﻭ ﻤﺎِﻬـﺎ ﺒ ﺠ ﻟ َ ﹾ ﹶ ﹾ َﻨﺕ ﺍﻟ ﻤﺎل ﻭَﻨـ ِ ﹸـل ﺃ ِ ﺠ ْ ﺃ ﺕ ﻜ ﱡ ﺎ ﹶﺎﻟﺩﺍ َﻨﺕ ﺍﻟ ﺒﻴﺏ ﺃﻗ ﻟﻬﺎ ﻴ ﺨ ﹰ ﺃ ﹶ ﺤ َ ﹸﻭ ﻭﻴ ﹸﻭل ﹶﻠﺒﻲ َﻨﺕ ﺴﺭ ﺒ ﹶﺎ ﻩ ﻘ ُ ﻗ ﺃ ﹶ ِ ﻘﺀ ﺘﹶﺄﺒﻰ ﺍﻟ ﹸﻠﻭﺏ ِﻐﻴـﺭ ﺤ ِـﻙ ِ ﺒ ﻘ ﺒ ﺃﻨﺕ ﺍﻟﺤﺒﻴﺏ ﻭﺃﻨـﺕ ﹸـل َ ﹶ َ ﹶ ﻜ ﺘﹶﻘ ﻭ ﺍﻟﺤﻴﺎﺓ ﻭ ﹶﻜ ﹶﻭﻱ ِﻠﻬﻴﺒ ِﺎ ﹶ ﻨﺘ ﺒ ﻬ ﺴ ﻭ ﻘﻭل ﻗﻠﺒـﻲ ﺃﻨـﺕ ِـﺭ َ ﹶ ﺴ ﻴ ُ ﹶ ﺎ ﻘﺒﻼ ﻓﻰ ﺒﻙ ﻭ ﻤﺎِـﻙ ﺠ ﻟ ﺤ ﻴ ﻤِ ﹰ ﻬﻔﻭ ﹸﺅﺍﺩﻱ ﺇﻟﻰ ﺍﻟ ﺒﻴـﺏ ِ ﺤ ﻴ ﻓ ﻭﻴﻌﻭﺩ ﻗﹶﺒﻲ ﻤﻥ ِﻘﺎﺀﻙ ﻘﺒﻼ ﻟ ِ ﻤِ ﹰ ﻠ ِﻨﻲ ِـﺩﺍﺀﻙ ﻓـﻰ ﺍﻟ ـﻭﻯ ﻬ ﺇ ﻓ ِﻨﻲ ﻓ ﺍﺀﻙ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟ ﻴﺎﺓ َﻗﻭﹸﻬﺎ ﺤ ِﺃ ﻟ ﺇ ِﺩ ﻓﹶﺎﻨﻌﻡ ﺒﻴﺒﻲ ﺒﺎﹸﻤﻨﻰ ﻭﻫ ﹶﺎ ﻩ ﻟ ﻨ ﺀ ﺤ ﺇ ـﻲ ﺍﻟﺨ ـﺔ ﻏ ـﺩﺭ ﺎ ِﻨﺴـ ِ ﻴﺎﻨـ ﹶ ﹶـ ﻫ ﺭ ﻲ ﻜﹶﺭﻴﻡ ﻓـﻰ ﺍﻟ ﻁـﺎﺀ ِ ﻌ ﺒ ﻌﻁﻴﻙ ﺒﺎ ﻻ ﺜﻴل ﻟ ﺒـﻪ ﺤﹰ ﻤ َ ﺤ ِ ﻴ ﻌﻁﻴﻙ ﻨﻭﺭﺍ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟ ـﻤﺎﺀ ﺴ ِ ﹰ ﻴ ﻓ ـﺎ ﹸﻬﺽ ﻟِﺭﺒ ـﻙ ﺅﻤ ـﺎ ﹶـ ﻨ ِ ـ ﻤ ِﻨـ ﹰ ﻌﻁﻴﻙ ﺭ ـﻰ ﻤـﻥ ـﻨﹶﺎ ﺴ ﺒ ﻴ ﺃﻨﺕ ﺍﻟﻤﻜﺭﻡ ِﻨﺩ ﺭﺒﻙ ﺍ ِﻤﺎ َ ﹶ ﱠ ﻋ ِ ﺩ ﺌ ﹰ ﺸ ﻭ ِﻬﺎ ﺍﻟﻜﻭﻥ ﻓﻰ َﺭ ﺎ ﻩ ﺃ ﺠﺀ ﹶ ﻴ ﹾﺩ ﺒ * ﻜﺘﺒﺕ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻓﻲ ﻜﻔﺭ ﺍﻟﺸﻭﺭﺒﺠﻰ – ﻤﺭﻜﺯ ﻜﻔﺭ ﺍﻟﺯﻴﺎﺕ – ﻤﺤﺎﻓﻅﺔ ﺍﻟﻐﺭﺒﻴـﺔ – ﺠﻤﻬﻭﺭﻴـﺔ ﻤﺼـﺭ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺒﻴﺔ. ﻓﻲ ﻴﻭﻡ ﺍﻷﺤﺩ ﺍﻟﻤﻭﺍﻓﻕ ٦٢/٩/٤٠٠٢ﻡ ﺍﻟﺴﺎﻋﺔ ٠٣,٦ ﻤﺴﺎﺀﺍ. ﹰ ٩٢
- 31. ﻜ ِﻴﻨﻲ ﻓﺨﹾـﺭﹰَﻥ ﺘ ﹸـﻭﻥ ﺍ ﺃ ﹶﻜ ﹶ ﻴﻔ ِﻨﺩ ﺍﻟ ﹶﺭﻴﻡ ﺎ ِﻤﺎ ﻓﻲ ﻬﺎ ﻩ ﺒ ﺀ ﻋ ﻜ ﻫﺌ ﹰ ﺸﹾ ﻭ ﹸﺅﺍﺩﻱ ﻓـﻲ ﻤﺎِـﻙ ﺠ ﻟ ﻴ ﺩ ﻓ ﺇﻨﻲ ﺘﻴﻡ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟﻬﻭﻯ ﺒﻬ ﺍ ﻩ ِ ﻭ ﺀ ﻤ ِﻌﻡ ﺍﻟﺤﻴﺎﺓ ﻓـﻲ ﻭ ـﺎﻟﻙ ِﺼ ِ ﹶ ﻨ ﺇﻨﻲ ﺃ ﹶﺎﺩﻯ ﺍﻟﺤﺏ ﻓﻲ ﻠ ﺎ ﻩ ﻋﻴﺀ ُﻨ ٠٣
- 32. * َﺤﺒﺒ ﹸﻬﺎ ﺒﺭ ﺍﻷ ِﻴﺭ ﺃ ﺘ ﻋ َ ﺜ َﺤﺒﺒ ﹸﻬﺎ ﺒﺭ ﺍ َﺜﻴﺭ ﻭﺤﺒ ـﺎ ﺃ ﺘ ﻋ ﻷ ِ ﻬ ﻠﻙ ﹸﺅﹶﺩﻱ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﻭ ـﺎل ِﺼ ِ ﻤ ﻓ ﺍ ﺎ ﻫـﺭﺓ ﻤ ـﺕ ﺒﺴـﺤﺭ ِ ﹰ ﺴ ﹾ ﻴ ﺯ ﻭ ﹶﻠﺒﻲ ﺩﻋﻭ ﻓﻲ ﺍِﻭ ـﺎل ﻟ ﺼ ِ ﻗ ﻴ ﺎ ﺍﻟﻴﺎ ﺃﻨﺕ ﻓﻲ ﺨ ﺎﻟﻲ ﺍﺌﻤﺎ ﹶﻴ ﺩ ﹰ ِ ﻴ ﺩ ﻭﺍﻟﺤﺏ ﺁ ٍ ﻭﺍﻟﻠ ﹶﺎﺀ ِﻘﺎ ُﻫـﺎ ﺕ ِﹶﻘ ﻟ ﺅ ﻴﺩﻋﻭﻙ ﹶﺎﻟـﺩ ﺃﻥ ﹶﻜـﻭﻨﻲ ﺘ ِﺨ ِﻨﻲ ِـﺩﺍﺀﻙ ﻓـﻰ ﺍﻟ ـﻭﻯ ﻬ ﺇ ﻓ ِ ِﻨﻲ ُﻨﺎﺩﻯ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟﹶﻴﺎﻟﻲ ﺒﻴﺒﺔ ﺤ ﹰ ﻠ ﺇ ﺃ ﻭﺍﻟﺤﺏ ـﺩ ﻭﻫﺎ ﻟﻠ ﺒﻴـﺏ ِ ﺤ ﻴ ﻋ ﺃﺤﺒﺒﺕ ﻭﺘﺎ ﺎ ِﻔـﺎ ﻓـﻲ ﹸ ﺼ ﹰ ﻫﺘ ﹰ َ ﻬﺩﻱ ِﻟـﻰ ﻓـﻰ ﺍﻟﺠ ـﺎل ﻤ ِ ﺇ ﻴ ﻭﺘﺎ ﻨﺎﺩﻱ ﻟﻠ ﺒﻴﺏ ﺒﻴﺒﺔ ﺤ ِ ﺤ ﹰ ﺼ ﹰ ﻴ َﻨ ـﺕ ﺍﻟ ﻤ ـﺎل ﻭﺍﻟﺠ ـﻼل ﺃ ِ ﺠ ـ ْ ـ ُ ﺍﻟﺤﺏ ﺍﻟﻴﺎ ﻭﺍﻟ ﻻل ﻻﹸﻬـﺎ ﺩ ُﺩ ﻟ ﺩ ﻭﺍﻟﺭﻭﺡ ﹶﻌﻠﻭ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟ ـﻤﺎﺀ ﺴ ِ ﺘ ﺃﻨﺕ ﺭ ﺎﺌﻲ ﻟ َﺜﻴﺭ ﺃ ﹸﻭﹸﻬـﺎ ﻸ ِ ﻗ ﻟ َ ِ ﺠ ﻭ ﹸﺅﺍﺩﻱ ﺩﻋﻭ ﻓﻰ ـﻭﺍﻱ ﻫ ﻴ ﻓ َﻨﺕ ﻤﻥ ﺍﻟ ﹶﻭﻥ ﺩﺭﺓ ﹶﺎﺠـﻪ ِ ﻜ ِ ﹶﺘ ﺃ ِ ﹶﻌﻠﻭ ﺍﻟ ﻜﺎﻨﺔ ﻓـﻲ ﺍﻟ ـﻤﺎﺀ ﺴ ِ ﻤ ﹾ ﺘ ﻓﹶﺎﻨﻬﺽ ﺒﻴﺒﻲ ﻟﻠ ﹶﺎﺌﻲ ﺎ ِﻤﺎ ِﻘ ﻫ ﺌ ﹰ ﹾ ﺤ ﻭﺍﻅﻔﺭ ﺒ ﺒﻲ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟ ﹶﻔـﻭﺱ ِ ﻨ ﹾ ﹶ ِ ﺤ ﻋ ـل ﺒ ﺒﻲ ﺎ ﹶـﺭﻴﻜﻲ ﺠ ْ ِﺤ ﻴ ﺸ ﻭﺍﻟ ﹶﻔﺱ ﹶﺎﻗﺕ ﻟﻠﻭﺩﺍﺩ ﻭ ﺍ ﻫﺎ ﻨ ﺘ ﹶ ﹾ ِ ِ ِ ﺩ ﺩ * ﻜﺘﺒﺕ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻓﻲ ﻜﻔﺭ ﺍﻟﺸﻭﺭﺒﺠﻰ– ﻤﺭﻜﺯ ﻜﻔﺭ ﺍﻟﺯﻴﺎﺕ–ﻤﺤﺎﻓﻅﺔ ﺍﻟﻐﺭﺒﻴﺔ – ﺠﻤﻬﻭﺭﻴﺔ ﻤﺼﺭ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺒﻴـﺔ. ﻓﻲ ﻴﻭﻡ ﺍﻟﺴﺒﺕ ﺍﻟﻤﻭﺍﻓﻕ ٥١/١/٥٠٠٢ﻡ ﺍﻟﺴﺎﻋﺔ ١١ﻤﺴﺎﺀﺍ ﹰ ١٣
- 33. ﺁﺘ ـﻲ ِﻟﻴـﻙ ﻴ ـﺎ ﻓ ـﺅﺍﺩﻱ ﹸـ ﺇ ﺘﺩ ﻭﻙ ﻨﻔﹾﺴـﻲ ﻟﻠ ِﺼـﺎل ِ ﻭ ﹶﻋ ﹶ ﺃﻨﺕ ﺍﻟ ﺒﻴـﺏ ـﺎ ﻤ ﹶﺎﻴـﺎ ﻨ ﻴ َ ﹶ ﺤ ﺃﻨﺕ ﺍﻟ ﻭﺍﺀ ﻟﻠ ِﺭﺍﺡ ﺩ ﺍ ُﻫﺎ َ ﹶ ﺩ ﺠ ِ ﻭ ﺅ ٢٣
- 34. * ﻭﺤﺩﻱ ﻤﻊ ﺍﻷﻴﺎﻡ َ ﺎﺫﺍ ﹸﺭﻴﺩﻱ ِﻨﻰ ـﺎ ﻨ ِـﺎ ﻤ ﻴ ﺩﻴ ﻤ ﺘ ﻭﻗﺩ ﺃﻀ ﹶﻴ ِﻨﻲ ﺒﺎﹶﻬﻡ َﻟﻭﺍ ﹶـﺎ ﻟ ِ ﺃ ﻨ ﻨ ﺘ ﺠﺭﻋ ِﻨﻲ ﹶـﺄ ﺍﻟ ـﺭﺍﺭﺓ ِ ﺘ ﻜ ﺱ ﻤ ﻭ ﹶﺭﻜ ِﻨﻲ ﺤﺩﻱ ﻤﻊ ﺍﻷ ﺎﻡ ِ َﻴ ِ ﺘ ﹾﺘ ﻭ ﻭﺃﺨﺫ ِﻨﻲ ﺒـﺭ ﺍﻟـﺩ ﻭﺏ ﺭ ِ َ ﹶ ﹾﺘ ﻋ ﺒﺎﻟ ﹶﻴﺩ ﺒﺎﻷﻏﹾﻼل ﺒـﺎﻟ ﹶﺤﻁﻴﻡ ﺘ ِ ﻘِ َ ِ ِﻨﻲ ﺎﻭﻟﺕ ﻭ ﹶـﻡ ﹶﻌﺒـﺕ ﹸ ﺇ ﺤ ﹸ ﻜ ﺘ ﺃﻥ َﻫﻴ ﺇﻟﻰ ﺍﻟ ﻼ ﺇﻨﹾﺴـﺎ ﹶﺎ ﻨ ﺃ ﻡ ﻌ ِ ﺇﻨﻲ ﺎﻭﻟﺕ ﻭﻜﺎﻥ ﺭﺒـﻲ ﺩ ﺤ ﹸ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﻁﻴﻥ ﻓـﻲ ﺍ َﻭ ـﺎل ﻷ ﺤ ِ ِ ﺃﻴﻥ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﻭﺒـﺔ ﺃ ـ َ ﻴـ ﹾ َﻴ ﻥ ﺃ ﻥ َ ﺍﻟﺤﺏ ﻭﺍﻟ ﹶﻘﺩﻴﺭ ﻭﺍﻟ ﹶﻜـﺭﻴﻡ ﺘ ﺘ ﺎﻟﻲ ﺃﺭﺍﻨﻲ ﻓﻲ ﺒﻼﺩ ﺍﻟ ﺭﺏ ِ ﻌ ِ ﻤ َِ ﺯﻗ ـﺎ ﻤﺸ ـ ﺩﺍ ﺤﻴﺭﺍﻨ ـﺎ ﻤﻤ ﹶ ﹰ ﹶـ ﺭ ﹰ ﹶ ﺎ ﹶﻴل ِﻨﻲ ﻗﺩ ﺌﺴﺕ ﻤـﻥ ﻴ ﹸ ﻴ ﻟ ُ ﺇ ﻭﻴﺌﺴﺕ ﺤﺘـﻰ ﺃﻥ ﹶﻌـﻭﺩ َ ﺘ ﹸ ﺎ ﻟﻠﻌ ﻭﺒﺔ ﻗﺩ ﹶﻤﺯﻕ ﹶﻤﹸﻬﺎ ﻤ ﺭ ِ ﺘ ﹶﺸﻠ ﻭ ﹶﻌﺎﻅ ـﺕ ـﻰ ﺭﺒ ـﺎ ﺘ ﹶﻤـ ﹾ ﻓـ ﺩ ِﻬـ * ﻜﺘﺒﺕ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻓﻲ ﻨﺎﺤﻴﺔ ﺍﻟﺯﻴﺩﻴﺔ - ﻤﺤﺎﻓﻅﺔ ﺍﻟﺤﺩﻴﺩﺓ – ﺒﺠﻭﺍﺭ ﻤﺤﻁﺔ ﺒﺘﺭﻭل – ﺍﻟﺠﻤﻬﻭﺭﻴﺔ ﺍﻟﻴﻤﻨﻴﺔ. ﻓﻲ ﻴﻭﻡ ﺍﻷﺭﺒﻌﺎﺀ ٧٢/٤/٨٨٩١ﻡ ﺍﻟﺴﺎﻋﺔ ٠١,١١ ﺼﺒﺎﺤﺎ ً . ٣٣
- 35. * ﺃﻡ ﺍﻟﻤﺼﺎﺌﺏ ُ ﺎ ـﺭﺏ ﺎﻨـﺕ ﻠﻴﻨـﺎ ﺤ ﺎ ﹶـﺎ ِﻤ ﻨ ﹾﻋ ﻫ ﻴ ﻋ ﻭ ﻌﻀﻊ ﺍﻟﺠﻬل ﻤﺎ ﹶﺎ ﻭﺃ ﺍ ِـﻴ ﹶﺎ ﻀ ُ ﺴ ﻨ ﺭﻀ ﻨ ﻭﺘﺸ ﺍﻟ ﺭﺒـﻲ ﺒـﺎﻟ ﺭﺒﻲ ﻘ ﹸﻠـﻪ ﻌ ﻴﺘ ﹶ ﹶﺒﺱ ﻌ ﻭﺘ ﻁﻡ ﺍﻟﻌﺯ ﺎ ِـﺭ ﹶﺎ ﻭ ﺎ ِـﻴ ﹶﺎ ﹶﺤ ِ ﺤ ﻀ ﻨ ﻤ ﻀ ﻨ ﻟ ﺎ ﺍﻟ ـ ﺍﻥ ﻭ ﹶـﺎﺭ ﺍﻟـﺫل ﹶﺤ ﹶـﺩﻡ ﹸ ِ ﺘ ﺘ ِ ِﻤ ﹶﻬ ﻭ ﻨ ﺃﻻ ﻴ ـﻲ ﻟﻨ ـﺎ ﺍﻟﻘ ـ ﺁﻥ ﺎﺩﻴﻨ ـﺎ َ ﹶ ﻜﻔـ ﹶ ﹶـ ﹸـ ﺭ ﻫ ِ ﹶـ ﺎﻨﺕ ﻠ ﻨـﺎ ﻋ ﻭﺒﺘ ﹶـﺎ ﻭ ِ ﺘ ﹶـﺎ ﻋﺯ ﹸﻨ ﺭ ﹸﻨ ﻫ ﹶ ﹾ ﻋﻴ ﻭﺴ ـﻤﺭ ﺍﻟﻘ ـﺩ ﺃﺭﺠﻠﻨ ـﺎ ﻭﺃ ـ ِﻴ ﹶﺎ ـ ﹶ ﹶﻴـ َ ﹸ ﹶـ َﻴـ ﺩ ﻨ ﺠ ـﻑ ﺍِﻠﺴ ـﺎﻥ ﻋ ـﻥ ﺍﻟﻜ ـﻼﻡ ـ ﱠ ﻟ ـ ـ ﹶـ ِ ﻭﺃﺠﻔﻨﺕ ﻴﻥ ﺍﻟ ﻨﻰ ﻟﻠ ﹸـﻭﺭ ﺘ ِـﺩﻴ ﹶﺎ َ ﹶ َﹶ ﹾ ﻋ ﻤ ِ ﻨ ِ ﹶﻬ ﻨ ﺒﻐﻲ ﺍﻟ ﹸﻭﻴﺕ ﻭﻻ ﺭﻴﺩ ﹶﻬﺎ ﺍﻟ ﻴـﺎﺓ ﻴ ﻟ ﺤ ﹶ ﻜ ﹶ ﻴ ﻭ ــﺩﻋﻲ َﻨــﻪ ﻟﻠ ــﻕ َﻤﻴ ﹶــﺎ ِﺁ ﻨ ﺤ ﺃ ﻴ َﻴـ ﺍﻷ ﺎﻨـﺔ ﻴـﺎ ـﺩ ﻡ ﻓﺈﻨـﻙ ﺃ ﻥ َ ﻤ ﹶ ـ ﺼ ﻴ ِ ﻤ ـﺯ ﺍﻟ ِﻴﺎﻨ ـﺔ ﻭﺍﻷﻨ ـﺎ ﺍﻟ ﺠﻨﻭﻨ ـﺎ ِ َ ﹶـ ﻤ ﹶ ﺭ ﺨ ﺤﻠﻠﺕ َﺭ ـﹰ ﻻ ﺠـﻭﺯ ﻼﹸﻬـﺎ ﺤ ﻟ ﹶ ﹾ ﹶ ﺃ ﻀ ﺎ ﻴ ﻗﺘﻠﹾــﺕ ﹶــﻌﺒﹰ ﻭﺍﻷﺫﻯ ــﺩ ِﻴ ﹶﺎ ﺎ َﹶ ﻴ ﻤ ﻨ ﹶﺸ ﻭﹶ ﻤﺯﻗ ـﺕ ﺃ ـﺎ ﻓ ـﺎ ﹶﺭ ﻋ ـ ﻫﺎ ﹾـ ﹶ ُﻤﻤـ ﹰ ﹶﺘﻨـ ﺜ ِﻘـ ﺩ ﻭﺴ ـ ﻘﺕ ﺸ ـﻌﺒﺎ ـﺎ ﻤﺴ ـﻜﻴ ﹶﺎ ـ ﺤ ﹾ ﹶ ﹶـ ﹰ ﺁﻤﻨـ ﹰ ِ ِـ ﻨ ﻭﻫﺩﻤﺕ ﹶﻤﻼ ﻜﺎﻥ ﹶﺨﺭﹰ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟﻭﺭﻯ ﻓ ﺍ ﹶ ﺸ ﹰ ﺸ ـﻤل ﺍﻟ ﺭﻭﺒ ـﺔ ﻭﺍﻟﻌ ـﻼ ـ ِﻴ ﹶﺎ ِ ـ ﻭﺍﻟـ ﺩ ﻨ ﹶـ ُ ﻌ ﺃﻫﻲ ﺍﻟ ﹶﺭﺍﻤـﺔ ﺃﻥ ﺘﺒـﻴﺢ ﺒ ﹸﻠ ِـﻙ ﹸ ِ ﻅ ﻤ ﹾ َ ﻜ * ﻜﺘﺒﺕ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻓﻲ ﻨﺎﺤﻴﺔ ﺍﻟﺸﻐﺎﺩﺭﺓ ﻭﻨﺎﺤﻴﺔ ﹸﺤﻼﻥ ﻋ ﱠﺎﺭ – ﻤﺤﺎﻓﻅﺔ ﺤﺠﺔ – ﺍﻟﺠﻤﻬﻭﺭﻴﺔ ﺍﻟﻴﻤﻨﻴـﺔ. ﻓـﻲ ﹾ ﻔ ﻜ ﺍﻟﻔﺘﺭﺓ ﻤﻥ ٩١/١/١٩٩١ﻡ ﻭﺤﺘﻰ ٥٢/٩/١٩٩١ﻡ. ٤٣
- 36. ﺩﻡ ﺍﻟﻜﻭﻴﺕ ﻭـﺤﺏ ﹸـل ﻫﻴ ﹶـﺎ ﻜ ﱠﺭ ﻨ ﹶ ﺴ ﻫ َﻫﻲ ﺍﻟﺭﺠﻭﻟﺔ ﺃﻥ ﻀـﺎﺭ ِﺒﻁ ِـﻙ ﺒ ﹶﺸ ﹾ ﻴ ﺃ ـﻌﺏ ـﻪ ـﻕ ﻋ ـﻙ ﻭ ﻴﻨ ـﺎ ﺸـ ﻟـ ﺤـ ﹲ ﻠﻴـ ﺩ ﹶـ ﺃﻴﻥ ﺍﻟ ﹶﻼﺌﻊ ﻤﻥ ﻼﺡ ﻭﺃﻴﻥ ﺃ ﹶـﺕ ﺼ ِ َ ﻨ ﹾ َ ﻁ ِ ِﻨ ـﺎ ﻨ ـﺭﺍﻙ ﻤ ـﻭﺤﻼ ﻓ ـﻰ ﺍﻟﻁﻴﻨ ـﺎ ﹶ ﺇ ـ ﹶـ ـ ِ ﹰ ـ ﻥ ﻤﻭﺍ ﺭ ِﺎل ﻤـﻥ ﹶﻔـﻴﺱ ﻌـﺎﺩ ٍ ِﻤ ﻨ ﺠ ٌ ﻫ ﺼﺎﻏﻭﺍ ﺍﻟ ﹶﺎﺭﻴﺦ ﻓﻰ ﺍﻟ ـﻼ ﹶـﺩﻭﻴ ﹶﺎ ﻨ ﺘ ﻌ ﺘ ﹶ ﻭ ﹶﺯﻟﺕ ﺃﻨﺕ ِﻜل ِﺫ ٍ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟـﻭﺭﻯ ﻨ ﹶ ﹶﺒ ِﺨﻯ ﻭﻓ ـﺕ ﺠ ـﺎ ﺁﺜ ـﺎ ﻤﺠﻨﻭﻨ ـﺎ ﹶﻌﻠـ ﹶ ﺭﻤـ ﹰ ِﻤـ ﹰ ﹶـ ﺭﻡ ﺃﺜـﺎﺭ ﺍﻟ ﹸـل ﺤـﻴﻥ ﻓﻌﻠ ﹶـﻪ ﹶ ﹾﺘ ﺠ َ ﻜ ﱠ ﻫﻴ ﺎﺕ َﻨﺕ ِـﻥ ـﻼﺡ ﺍﻟـ ِﻴ ﹶﺎ ﺩﻨ ِ ﻬ ﹶ ﺃ ﹶ ﻤ ﺼ ﺎ ﻜﺎﻥ ﺃﺠﺩﺭ ﺃﻥ ﹶﺴـﻴﺭ ِﺠﻴ ِـﻙ ﺒ ﺸ ﺘ ﻤ ﹶ َ ﻨﹶﺤــﻭ ﺍﻟ ــﺩﻭ ﹸﻠﻘ ﹸــﻪ ﹶﻠ ِﻴ ﹶــﺎ ﺘ ﻨ ﺘﻘﻨ ﻌ ﻟﻭ ﺃﻥ ﻓﻴـﻙ ﻤـﺎ ﹸﻘـﻭل ﹶـﻬﺎﻤﺔ ﹰ ُﺸ ﺘ ِ ﺃﻭ َﻥ ﻓ ـﻙ ـﻥ ﺤ ـﻰ ﺤﻤﻴﻨ ـﺎ ﺃ ِﻴـ ﻤـ ِﻤـ ﻴ ﹶـ ﻏﻴ ـﺭ ﺍﻟ ِﻋﺎﻴ ـﺔ ﻻ ﹸﺠﻴ ـﺩ ﻬ ـﺎﺭ ﹰ ﻤـ ﺓ ﹾ ﺘ ﹶ ﺩ ﻜ ـﻰ ﺒﺸ ـﻌﺒﻙ ﺃﻥ ﻴ ـﺌﻥ َﻨﻴﻨ ـﺎ ﹶﻔـ ِ ﹶـ ِ ـ ﺃ ﹶـ ﻭ ﻫﻨـﺕ ﺸـﻌﺒﺎ ﺃﻥ ﻅـل ﺯﻴﻨـﺎ َ ﺤ ﹶـ ﹶ ﹶـ ﹰ ﻴ ﺭ ﹰ ﹶ ﻜ ـﻰ ﺒﺭﺒ ـﻙ ﺃﻥ ﺘ ـل ِﻤﺎﻤ ـﻪ ﹶﻔـ ِ ِ ـ ﹶﻅـ َ ﺇ ـ ﻭ ﻅل ﻴﻨﻌﻲ ﺍﻟ ـﺯﻥ ﺒـﺭ ِـﻨﻴ ﹶﺎ ﻴ ُ ﹶِ ﺤ ﻋ ﺴ ﻨ ﺇﻥ ﺍﻟ ﺭﻭﺒــﺔ ِــﺯﺓ ﻭ ﹶــ ﺎﺌل ﹲ ﺸ ﻤ ٌ ﹶﻋ ﻌ ﺘﹶ ـﺄﺒﻰ ﺍﻟ ِﻴﺎﻨ ـﺔ ﺒ ـﻴﻥ ﻜ ـل ﹶﺭﻴﻨ ـﺎ ﹶ ـ ﹸ ﱢ ﻗ ﹶـ ـ ﺨ ﻫﺩﺩﺕ ﺃ ﻤـﺎ ﻻ ﻴ ـﻭﺯ ﻋﻴـ ﻫﺎ ﺠ ﻭ ﺩ ﹶ ﻤ ﹰ ِـﺌ ﺍﻟﺸـﻤﺎﺌل ﻴـﺎ ﻋـﺩﻭ ﺍﻟـ ِﻴﻨﺎ ﺒ َﺱ ﹶـ ِ ِ ـ ـ ﺩ ﹶ ﻭﺍﻟﻴﻭﻡ ﺎﺫﺍ ﻗـﺩ ﻨﻴـﺕ ﺒ ﹸﻠ ِـﻙ ﹶ ِﻅ ﻤ ﺠ ﻤ ﻓ ـﺭﺕ ﺤ ـﺎ ﹶﺎﺭ ـﺎ ﹶﻜﻭﻴﻨ ـﺎ ﹶﺨﺴـ ﹶ ﺭﺒـ ﹰ ﻨ ﻫـ ﺘ ﹶـ ﻤﺯﻗﺕﹶ ﹶﻌﺒﹰ ﺒﻌـﺩ ﻜـﺎﻥ ﻭ ـﺩﺍ ﻤ ﺤ ﹰ ﹾ ﺸ ﺎ ﺃ ﺤﻰ ﻔـﻭﺭ ِﻜـل ِﻘـﺩ ﻓﻴ ﹶـﺎ ﺒ ِ ﺤ ِ ﺩ ﻨ ﻀ ﻴ ٥٣
- 37. ﺤِﻘﺩ ﹶﻤﺎﺩﻯ ﻓـﻲﺍﻟـﺒﻼﺩ ﺒَﺴـ ِﻫﺎ ِ ﺄ ﺭ ﺘ ﻭ ﹶﻨ ـﺎ ﹶﺭﺕ ِﻤ ـﻡ ﺍﻟَﻅ ـﻰ ﺘﺸ ـﻭﻴ ﹶﺎ ﹶ ﹾـ ﻨ ﺘـﺜ ﹾﺤ ﻠ ﱠ ِﻤﺎ ﺍﻟ ﻨﻭﻥ ﻭ ﹶﻌﺏ ـﺎﺕ ﻴ ﹶﻠﻅـﻰ ﻟ ﹶ ﺠ ﺸ ﺒ ﹶ ﺘ ﻋ ـﺎﺭ ﻋ ـﻙ ﺃﻥ ﻴ ـل ﺴ ـﺠﻴ ﹶﺎ ـ ﻠﻴـ ﻅـ َ ـ ﻨ ﻭﺘﹶﻅل ﹶﻠﻬﻭ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟ ﹶﺭﺍﺏ ﻭ ﹶﻨﺘ ﹶـﻲ ﺨ ِ ﺘ ﺸ ْ ﺘ ﻴ ــﺎﺕ ﺃﻨﹶــﺕ ﻤــﻥ ِﻁﻴ ﹶــﺎ ﺤ ﻨ ﹶ ﹶَ ﻫﻬ ُﻡ ﺍﻟﻤﺼ ـﺎﺌﺏ ﻻ ﺴ ـﺒﻴل ﻟﺭﺃﺒ ـﻙ ﺃ ـ ِ ﹶ ـ َ َ ِـ ِ ُﻡ ﺍﻟﺨ ﺍ ِــﺏ ﻭﺍﻟ ﹶــ ﻭﺍﻟ ِﻴ ﹶــﺎ ﺒﻠ ﻰ ﻁ ﻨ ﺃ ﹶﺭ ﺌ ٦٣
- 38. * ﻴﺎ ﻅﻠﻡ ﺃﻤﺭﻴﻜﺎ ﹸَ ﺃﺘﺕ ﺍﻟﺠ ِﻭﺵ ِﻟﻰ ﺍﻟ ـﺭﺍﻕ ِ ﻌ َ ﹶ ﹾ ِﻴ ﹸ ﺇ َﻴ ـﻥ ﺍﻟﻌ ﻭﺒ ـﺔ ﻭﺍﻟﺭﺠ ـﺎل ﹾ ِ ِـ ُ ﺃ ﺭ ﺎ ﹸﻠـﻡ َﻤ ِﻴﻜـﺎ ـﻼﻡ ﻋ ﻴ ﻅ ﺃﺭ ﻭﻑ ﹶﺭﺍ ِ ﻓـﻲ ﺍﻟﹶﻴـﺎﻟﻲ ﻠ ﺴ ﹶ ﻨ ﻙ ﻷ ِ ﻜ ِ ﻠ ِ ﻨ ﺓ ﺒِﺎ َﻤﺱ ﹸﻨﺕ ﻟﻠﻌﹸﻭﻡ ﻤ ﹶﺎﺭ ﹰ ﻭﺍﻟ ﻭﻡ ﺒﺕ ِﻟـﻰ ﺍﻟ ﹶـ ﺍﺏ ﺨ ﺭ ِ ﻴ ِ ِ ﺇ َﻨﺕ ﺍﻟ ﻨﺎﻴﺎ ﻭﺍﻟ ﻨﺎﻴﺎ ِﻴـ ﹶﻜﻡ ﻤ ﺩ ﻨ ﺃ ِ ﻤ ﻭﺍﻟ ﹶﻬﺏ ﻭ ﺍﻟ ﻠﺏ ﻭﺍﻷ ﹶـﺩﺍﺭ ﺴ َ ﻗ ﻨ ﻤﺎ ﹶﺍ ﻨﻲ ﹶﻌﺏ ﺍﻟ ِـﺭﺍ ِ ﺫ ﺠ ﺸ ﻌ ﹶﻕ ﻻ ﻴ ـﺩﻭ ﺇﻻ ﺃﻥ ﺘ ـﻭﻨﻲ ﹶﻜـ ﻌـ ﺃﻴﻥ ﺍﻟ ِﻼﺡ ﻓـﻲ ﺍﻟ ِـﺭﺍ ِ ﻌ ﹶﻕ ﺴ َﻨﺕ ﺍﻟ ﺴـﺎﺭﺓ ﻭﺍﻟﺠﻴـﻭﺵ ِ ﹾ ﺃ ِ ﺠ ﹶ ﻴ ﻷ ﺼ ﺸﻌﺏ ﺌﻥ ﻭﺍ َﻨﻴﻥ ﻤ ِﻴﺭﻩ ﻭﺍﻟ ﻋﺏ َﻨﺕ ﻭﺍﻟ ﹸﺼـﻭﺹ ﺭ ﺃ ِ ﻨ ﹾ ﺘ َﻫ ﺍﻟ ﻀﺎﺭﺓ ﺃﻥ ﹶﻤـﻭﺕ ﹶ ﺃ ﻲَ ﺤ ِﻴ ـﺩﻴﻙ ـﺕ ﻭﺍﻟﺠ ـﻭﻉ ﺒ ـ ِ ﺃﻨـ ِ ﻤـ ﻨ ﺓ ﻭ ِﺄ ِ ﺤ ٍ ﺃﻥ ﺘ ﹸﻭﻨﻲ ﻤ ﹶﺎﺭ ﹰ ﺒَﻱ ﻕ ﹶﻜ ﻭﺍﻟ ﹸﻠﻡ ﹶﻬـﺞ ﻓـﻰ ﺍﻟـ ِﻼﺩ ﺒ ِ ﻅ ﻨ ﺎ ـﺭﺏ ﻴـﺎ ﻟﻠ ِﻔـﺎﺡ ﻜ ِ ﻫ ﻴ ﻋ ـﻙ ﺍﻟﺴ ـﻭﺍﻋﺩ ﻟﻠﺭ ـﺎل ﺘﻠـ ـ ِ ِ ﺠـ ِ ِﻨﻲ ُﻨﺎﺩﻱ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟ ﺭﻴﺔ ﻜﱢﻬﺎ ﺒ ِ ﹸﻠ ﺇ ﺃ ﻴﺵ ﺍﻟ ِﺭﺍﻕ ﻤﻭﺍ ﺍﻟﺠﻴﻭﺵ ِ ﺠ ﹸ ﻌ ﹶ ﹾﻫ ﻭﺍﻟﻨﺼـﺭ ﻭﻤـﺎ ﻟـﺒﻼﺩﻱ ﻴ ﹰ ِـ ﻭﺍﻟﻤﻭﺕ ﺘﻤـﺎ ﻟﻠ ِﻴـﻭﺵ ِ ﹸ ﺤ ﹰ ﺠ ﺠﻤﻬﻭﺭﻴﺔ ﻤﺼﺭ * ﻜﺘﺒﺕ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻓﻲ ﻜﻔﺭ ﺍﻟﺸﻭﺭﺒﺠﻰ – ﻤﺭﻜﺯ ﻜﻔﺭ ﺍﻟﺯﻴﺎﺕ – ﻤﺤﺎﻓﻅﺔ ﺍﻟﻐﺭﺒﻴﺔ – ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺒﻴﺔ. ﻓﻲ ﺸﻬﺭ ﻓﺒﺭﺍﻴﺭ ﻋﺎﻡ ٣٠٠٢ﻡ. ٧٣
- 39. ﻫل ﻤﻥ ﻨﺎﺩﻯﻓﻰ ﺍﻟ ﹶﻼ ِﻕ ﺨ ﺌ ْﻤ ِ ﺒﻭﺍ ﺇﻟـﻰ ﹶﺼـ ِ ﺍﻟ ﻘﻴـﺩﺓ ﹾ ﻨ ﺭ ﻌ ﻫ ﺒﻭﺍ ﺇﻟﻰ ﹶﺼـ ِ ﺍﻟ ـﻼﻡ ﻨ ﺭ ﺴ ِ ﻫ ﻜل ﺍﻟ ﹸـﻌﻭﺏ ﻓـﻲ ﺍﻟـﺒﻼﺩ ِ ﹸّ ﺸ ْ ﺍﻟﻜل ﻴ ﹶﻌﻲ ﻟﻠ ﻼﻡ ﺼﻴﺭﻩ ﺴ ِ ﻤ ﹸﱡ ﻨ ﻭَﻤ ِﻴﻜﺎ ﹸﻌﻠﻲ ﹶﺄﻥ ـﺭﺏ ٍ ﺸ ﺤ ﺃﺭ ﺘ ٨٣
- 40. * ﺘﺠﺭﻱ ﺍﻟﺩﻤﺎﺀ ﻓﻲ ﺜﺭﺍﻙ ﺭﺨﻴﺼﺔ ﹶ ِ ﹶ ﹰ ِ ﹶ ﺘﹶﺠﺭﻱ ﺍﻟﺩ ﺎﺀ ﻓـﻲ ﹶـ ﺍ ِ ﺜ ﺭﻙ ِﻤ ِﻴﺩ ﺍﻟ ﺩﻭ ﺍﻟ ﹶﺎﺸـﻡ ﺍﻷ ﹶـﺎ ِ ِ ﻓ ﻕ ﺒِ ﻌ ِ ﻐ ﻜﻡ ﻤﻥ ﹶﻭﺍﺭﺙ ﹸﻨﺕ َﻨـ ِ ﻜ ِ ﹾﻜ ِﺃ ﺕ ﻭﹶﻬﻴ ﻬﺎ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟ ﹶﻠﺏ ﺎ ﻋ ﺍ ِ ﻘ ِ ﻴ ِﺭ ﻕ ﻟ ِﺒ ﺎ ﹶﻬﺭ ﺩﺠﻠﺔ ﹶﺒ ﹶـﻰ ﻭﻤـﺎ ﺩ ﹰ ﻴ ﻨ ِ ﹶ ﹾ ﺘ ﻘ ﻋ ـﺭ ﺍﻟﻨ ـﻭﻯ ﻭﺍﻟﻅ ـﻡ ﹸﻠـ ِ ﺒـ ﹶـ ﻜﹶﺎﻟ ِﺍ ﹶـﻙ ﺒـﺎﻟ ﹸﻠﻡ َﻟﻭﺍ ﹶـﺎ ﻅِﺃ ﻨ ﻭ ﻟ ِ ﻭ ﻘﻴﺕ َﻨﺕ ﻫﺭﺓ ﺍﻷﻋ ﺍﻕ ﺒ ِ ﺃ ِ ﺯ ﹶ َ ﺭ ِ ﻗﹶﻠﺒﻲ ﻔﻴﺽ ﻤﻥ ﺍﻟ ـ ﺍﺭﺓ ﻤ ﺭ ِ ﻴ َﻨﻌﻰ ِﻬـﺎ ﹶـﻌﺒﻲ ﻭ ﹸـل ﻜ ّ ﱠ ﺸ ﺒ ﺃ َﻨﻌﻲ ﺍﻟ ﺭﻭﺒﺔ ﺤﻴﻥ ﻤـﺎﺕ ﹶ ﻌ ﹾ ﺃ ﻭ ﹶﺤﻁ ﺍﻟ ﹶﻤل ﻭ ﺎﺕ ﹸﺭﺍﻕ ﺘ ﻡ ﺸ ُ ﺒ ﹶ ﻓ ِ ﺃﻫل ﺍﻟ ﻀـﺎﺭﺓ ﻭﺍﻟ ﻠـﻭﻡ ِ ﻌ ِ َ ُ ﺤ ﻭ ِﻴﺎ ُﻫﺎ ﻌﻠﻭ ﺇﻟﻰ ﺍﻵﻓﺎﻕ ِ ﻀ ﺅ ﻴ ﻻ ﹶﺴﺘﺴِﻤﻲ َﺒـﺩﺍ ﻓَﻨـ ِ ﺘ ﹶ ﻠ ﺃ ﹰ ﺄ ﺕ ﻭﻟ ـﻙ ﺍﻟﻌ ـﻼ ﻭﺍﻟﻨ ـﺭ ﹶﺼـ ﹶـ ِ ـ ﹶﻌﺏ ﻤـﻭﺕ ﻭﺍﻟ ـﻤﺎﺌﺭ ﹾ ﻀ ﺸ ﻴ ﻓ ـﺩ ﻭ ﹶﺎ ﻨﻨ ـﻲ ﻓ ـﺎ ِل ﹶـ ﻋ ﻨ ﹶ ﹶﻌـ ﹶﻀـ ﺌ َ ﻨﻨﻌﻲ ﺍﻟ ﺠﻭﺩ ﻭﺍﻟ ﻭﺍﻟﻡ ﻜﱠﻬﺎ ﹶ ﹾ ِ ﻭ ﻌ ِ ﹸﻠ ﻨﻨﻌﻲ ﺤ ﺎﺓ ﺍﻟﺫل ﻭﺍﻹ ِﻔـﺎﻕ ِ ﺨ ﹶ ﹾ ِ ﻴ ﹶ ﹸ ِ * ﻜﺘﺒﺕ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻓﻲ ﻜﻔﺭ ﺍﻟﺸﻭﺭﺒﺠﻰ – ﻤﺭﻜﺯ ﻜﻔﺭ ﺍﻟﺯﻴﺎﺕ – ﻤﺤﺎﻓﻅﺔ ﺍﻟﻐﺭﺒﻴـﺔ – ﺠﻤﻬﻭﺭﻴـﺔ ﻤﺼـﺭ ﺍﻟﻌﺭﺒﻴﺔ. ﻓﻲ ﻴﻭﻡ ﺍﻟﺜﻼﺜﺎﺀ ٥١ ﺍﺒﺭﻴل ﻋﺎﻡ ٣٠٠٢ﻡ. ٩٣
- 41. * َﻴﺎ ﺴﻴﺩ ﺍﻟﻘـﻭﻡ ِ ﹶ ﺎ ﻴﺩ ﺍﻟﻘﻭ ِ ﹶﺤ ـﺎ ﻓـﻰ ﻴ ﺴ ِ ﹶ ﻡ ﺘ ﻴ ﻭﺍﻟ ﹶﻌﺏ ﺠﻨﻲ ِﻤﺎﺭ ﺍﻟ ﹶﻭﻙ ﺜ ﺸ ِ ﺸ ﻴ ﻭﺍﻟﻜل ﺒﻜـﻰ ﻜـﺎﺀﺍ ﻻ ﹰ ﺒ ُ ﻴ ﻭ ﹶﺄﺒﻰ ﺃﻨﺕ ﺴـ ﺎﻉ ﺍﻟ ﹸﺼـﺢ ِ ﻤ ﻨ ﹶ ﺘ ﻭﺍﹸﻜل ﺒﻜـﻲ ﻜـﺎ ﺍ ﻻ ﺒ ﺀ ﻟ ﱡ ﻴ ﻭ ﹶﺤﻴﺎ َﻨﺕ ﻴﺎﺓ ﺍﻟﻌﺯ ﻭﺍﻟ ﻠﻡ ﺘ ﺃ ﹶ ﺤ ﹶ ِِ ﺤِ ﻜﺭﺴﺕ ﺎﺸﻴﺘﻙ ﻟﻠـ ﻁﺵ ﺒ ِ ﹶ ﹶ ﺤ َ ﺴﻔﻙ ﺍﻟ ِﻤﺎﺀ ﻭ ﹶﺘـ ِ ﺍﻟـ ﻭﺡ ﹾ ِ ﺩ ِ ﻗ ل ﺭ ِ ﹰ ﻭ ﹶﺩﻋﻲ َﻨﺕ ﻓﻰ ﻜ ﱢ ﹶﺎﻨﻴﺔ ﹸل ﺜ ٍ ﺃ ﹶ ﺘ ﺒَﻨﻙ ﺍﻟ ﺎﻤﻲ ِﻤﻰ ﺍﻷﻭﻁﺎﻥ ِ ﺤ َ ِﺄ ﺤ ﺎﻙ ﺍﻟ ﹶﺒﺎﺏ ﹶﺒﺎﺏ ﺍﻟ ِﻠﻡ ﻫ ﺸ ﺸ ﻌِ َﻀﺤ ﹶﺌﻴﺒﺎ ﹶـﺭﻴﺢ ﺍﻟـﺫل ﹸِ ﺃ ﻰﻜ ﹰﻁ ﻓﹶﺒﻌﺩ ِﻠ ٍ ﻨﺎﻩ ﻭﺍ َﻫل ﻓﻰ ﻋﻡ ﺠ ﻷ ُ َﻤﺴ ﻭ ﻴﺩ ﺍﻟ ﻭﻡ ﻻ ﺎ ٍ ﻭﻻ ﺃ ﻰ ﺤ ﻴ ِ ﻤل ﹶﺭﺩﹰ ﻤﻤ ﻗﺎ ﻓـﻲ ﹸـل ﻜ ِ ﻤ ﺸ ﺍ ﺯ ﹰ ﺒﻐﻲ ﺍﻟ ﹶﻔﺎﻟﺔ ﻓﻰ ﺭ ٍ ﻭﻓﻰ ﻋ ﺏ ﻜ ﹶ ﻴ ﻨﹶﺤﻥ ﹶﺒﺎﺏ ﻫـل ﻨـﺎﻙ ْ ﻫ ﺸ َﺒﺩﹰ ﻴﺎ ُﻤﻰ ﹶﻨﺤﻥ ﻨﺎﺓ ﺍﻷﻤﺱ ﺃ ﺍ ﺃ ﻓ ﺒ ﹸ َ ِ ﺃﺭﺽ ﹶﻔﻴﺽ ﺍﻟ ﹶﻴﺭ ﻓـﻰ ﺘ ﺨ ﻭﺍﻟ ﹸﻌﺏ ﻠﻬﺙ ﺭﺍﺀ ﺍﻟ ﹸﺒـﺯ ﺸ ﻴ ﹾﻭ ﺨ ِ ﻭﺍﻟﻤﺎﺀ ﺠﺭﻯ ﺴﻴ ُ ﺍﻟ ﹶﺒﺭ ﻴ ﻴ ل ﺘ ﻌﻁﻲ ﺍﻟ ﻴﺎﺓ ﻭ ﻌﻁﻲ ﺍﻟ ِـﺯ ﻌ ﺤ ﹶ ﻴ ﻴ ﺒﻴﻥ ﺍﻟ ﹶﻭﺍ ِ ِ ﻭﺍﻟ ﺤـﻭﺭ ِ ﺸ ﻁﺊ ﺒ ﻭﻀﺎﺀﺓ ﻓﻲ ﺎﻟﻑ ﺍﻷﺯ ـﺎﻥ ﻤ ِ ﺴ ِ ﹰ * ﻜﺘﺒﺕ ﻫﺫﻩ ﺍﻟﻘﺼﻴﺩﺓ ﻓﻲ ﻨﺎﺤﻴﺔ ﺒﻴﺕ ﺍﻟﻔﻘﻴﻪ - ﻤﺤﺎﻓﻅﺔ ﺍﻟﺤﺩﻴﺩﺓ – ﺍﻟﺠﻤﻬﻭﺭﻴﺔ ﺍﻟﻴﻤﻨﻴﺔ. ﻓﻰ ٣١/٧/٨٨٩١ﻡ. ٠٤
- 42. ﺄﺒﻰ ﺍﻟ ﹸﻐـﺎﺓﺃﻥ ﹶﻜـﻭﻨﻲ ﺘ ﻴ ﻁ ﹾ ﺒﻴﻥ ﺍﻟ ﹸﻌﻭﺏ ﻭﺒﻴﻥ ﺍﻟ ﹶﻠـ ِ ﺨ ﻕ ﺸ ﻭ ﻌﻭﺍ ﹸﻴﻭﺩﺍ ﻻ ِﻜﺎﻙ ﹶﻬﺎ ﻀ ﻗ ﹰ ﻓ ﻟ ﹸﺩﻤﻲ ﺍﻟ ﹸﻔﻭﺱ ﻭ ﹸﺩﻤﻲ ﺍﻟ ﻭﺡ ﺭ ﻨ ﺘ ﺘ ﻴﺎ ﻗﺎﺘل ﺍﻟ ﹶﻌﺏ ﻴَﺘﻲ ﺍﻟﻴـﻭﻡ ِ ﺸ ِ ﺄ ﹶﻐﺩﻭ ﹶﺭﻴﺤﺎ ﻠ ﹶﺨﺎ ﺒﺎﻟ ﺎﺭ ﻁ ﹰ ﻤﻁ ﹰ ﻌ ِ ﺘ ﻭﻤﺎ ﹶﺭﺍﻩ ﻓﻰ ﻋﺭ ﻭﻓـﻰ ﺯ ٍ ﻴ ﹰ ﺘ ﺍﻟﻨﺎﺭ ﹶﻜﻭﻯ ِﻨـﻙ ﺍﻟﹶﺤـﻡ ﻤ ﻠ ﻭ ﺘ ﺎ ﺯﻤ ﺓ ﺍﻟ ﻜﻡ ـل َﻨـﺘﻡ ﻴ ﺭ ﹶ ﺤ ِ ﻫ ﺃ ﻟﻠ ﹸﻔﺭ ﻟ ِﻟﺤـﺎﺩ ﻟﻠ ﹸﻐﻴـﺎﻥ ِ ﻁ ﻜ ِ ﻺ ١٤