Vartevar, in Jerusalem, water splashing from left to right everywhere you walked in the cobble stone courtyard, you can see water being thrown on people from all angles. Water bottle splashing from left to right. Kids running screaming. Boys running with garbage bags in their hands, standing on roof tops, dumping gallons upon liters upon gallons on those sitting below. The win blowing slightly, the sun slamming the face, till it wants to burn on fire, the air moist with particles of water blowing through the air.
Footsteps, a big jump,
Slam the water slaps someone in
The face like a slapping flapping
Fish swung against the cheeks,
Rooted in a pagan holiday from
Thousands of years back, Vartevar
Commemorates the days of
A holy feast today in the Christian
Tradition, as Armenians from around the
World slam water on each other during this
Blessed holiday, cleaning of the soul of impurities.
As we run around with water bottles in our hands,
And slam each other with bottle after bottle
After bottle, all I can do is laugh, smile,
And continue the water fight of Vartevar.
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