To be no more or to be differently : the role of women
Ghabdallah ag Oumbadougou
This text was written in 1993 in the Aïr (Algeria).
When I had passed Akakus
In the direction of the Tassili,
I looked at Mount Bous
where my brothers are.
It was hot.
I asked the desert
where my brothers are staying.
The desert told me
that all that counts is the return
of my brothers to harmony.
The desert told me
that it wants nothing except
the unity of the brothers.
I ask you
to raise yourself nobly.
We are going to liberate the desert
going as far as the towns
without forgetting the mountains
and right to the smallest valley.
Then the revolution will become
a putting-back-together for all the desert.