Explode Or Die

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The text running around the border of this poster is by Salah Abdul Sabour 

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Laila and the Madman

Oh people of our city

This is what I say:

Explode or die

A greater terror than this will come

It will not save you to seek refuge from it on the tops of the mountain of silence or in the depths of the forests

It will not save you to hide in your rooms

Or under your pillows, or in the drains of the bathrooms

It will not save you to stick to the walls, until each of you becomes a ghostly shadow embracing a shadow

It will not save you to wear children

It will not save you to shorten your heads until you stick to the ground

Or to shrink until one of you enters the eye of a needle

It will not save you to wear monkey masks

It will not save you to merge or blend in until your trembling bodies become a pile of filth

So explode or die

Explode or die


― Salah Abdel Sabour

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How many people will you integrate or support? Your bodies will be made up of trembling piles of filth, and they will explode... or die. They will explode... or die, oh my.

No, it will not save you if you wear babies. It will not save you if your heads are shortened to the point that they stick to the ground or shrink... until one of you goes into smelling a needle. It will not save you if you wear monkey masks. It will not save you.

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Your pillows or in the bathroom drains will not save you from sticking to the walls until each of you becomes a praiseworthy and hugging shadow.

This man of our city is my saying: Dawn or die. A greater desire than this will come. It will not save you if you seek refuge from it on the tops of the Mountain of Silence... or in the depths of the forests. It will not save you if you hide in your rooms and now.