Albert Debono

Did-darba nċedi Ha noqod pass lura Ndawwar rasi Ahjar ma nkunx naf Did darba ncedi Ha Niskot bla kelma Se Nhalli l hajja Tterraq bis sliema Minix ser ingerger U Mhux se nippilla Nintefa fir rokna Jien biss. F'tarf it triq. Fejn hadd qatt ma jghaddi. Fejn ruh ma ssibx wens. Fejn ladarba ccedi, Inemnem ftit sens. 20-6-2018

Il bir mohbi fid dalma Mfawwar bl ilma bnin Il horza tahbi qiesu, Pulmuni mohbijin Jekk l-ghajn tal qalb ma temmen Il-hajja l hemm go fih U ttella min dan l ilma Biex tghix u tisqi bih Jintilef il frott kollu Li jghix bdak l ilma jrid Nwarrbu t tama u l holma Il Biza jnessi l gid

Jien David Jien Gulija Qeghdin go fija t-tnejn Gulija jrid il-glorja U David ma jrid xejn Hekk David bil-pacenzja Bil-merhla jigi hdejja Kull meta sinjal naghti li l-ghatx u l-kilba gejja Biex ft'Alla l Glorja nemmen U l-genb naghti 'l tad dinja 'mma dghajjef wisq jarawni 'mma dghajjef wisq jghiduli 'mma dghajjef wisq ...nemminhom U 'David n'hinn minn djuli U nfittex il-blat f'xoghli U s-sahha fit-taghlim Bhal Dawl nibni armata 'mma nkun qed nahli l-hin U ghax David izomm postu U f'mohhi xejn ma jkun Ninsa li fl-ghalqa jirgha Jissielet ma l-iljun Dejjem lest biex bil-fidi Kull meta bzonnu nigi Jissielet kontra l-gganti Meta il-mument jigi. W allura xhin Gulija Iqum minn gewwa fija U jheddidli l-armati Li nkun bnejt bi kburija U dawn jaharbu jigru Mill glieda jizgiccaw, Hemm David jerga jigi Bil-fidi u c-caghqiet Jidhol fl-isfida, jtemma W rebbieh johrog mill-gdid Ghalhekk Ghinni Mulej ha nikber Fl-eghlieqi mal-merhliet Ghallimni nghix ta David U

Look at the peoples faces Notice the open Spaces Look at their expressions What are your impressions Sacred lives all over, Longing to lean over Tell you all their story With its lows and glory Stories of a city, Stories of its sons Stories that spell tough times Others times of fun. Cities waking over Day by day, one run. 29/8/2013

As I walk, albeit not really consciously, towards an important life threshold - at least nominally speaking - I dwell on what was, is and will be, but alas...no answers are forthcoming. I don't really know how it all happened, and I'm not really clear about where it's all leading to. But about the present I know.  Be it social ,biological or a mixture of both arriving to forty years of age, is meeting me in a different way than all the rest have - to date. I cannot play cool, forty does feel like a coming of age - am i actually growing up?...am I actually at the gates of mature world? - well if  am i want to stay here - at the gate! I never liked mature - or at least quite a number of common understandings i understood (or do i still?) it brings with it. Movement, change, growth, big, loud, bright, colourful, beyond, and joy  are what I'm interested in, in no order of preference. But the sort of maturity that does not include these - well no thank you!

The Great Dictator's Speech I’m sorry, but I don’t want to be an emperor. That’s not my business. I don’t want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone - if possible - Jew, Gentile - black man - white. We all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We want to live by each other’s happiness - not by each other’s misery. We don’t want to hate and despise one another. In this world there is room for everyone. And the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way. Greed has poisoned men’s souls, has barricaded the world with hate, has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge has made us cynical. Our cleverness, hard and unkind. We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery we need humanity. More than cleverness we need kindness and gentleness.