1.8 Mud Revolution

They put me in a filler,
And said to me, "Adapt!"
I am not water!
I am made of the sky's mud!
If the filler confined my growth.
It will break!
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They made me choose
Between death and survival;
Between
Dancing above the rope
And dancing below the rope.
And I chose survival.
I said, "Let me be executed!"
Choke the parrot's sound with a rope,
And give me an eternal silence in talk.

1.6 Arabian Justice

They locked him up

Before they accused him.

They tortured him

Before they interrogated him.

He said, 

"Whose faces are these?"

He said, 

"I can't see."

"Slice off his lips,

Demand a confession from him,

About whom drafted him."

And when they could not make him talk,

They hanged him.

After a week, 

They declared him innocent.

They realized that the lad

Was not the one they wanted,

But his brother.

And they went to the second brother,

But they found him dead from sadness,

So they did not arrest him.

1.5 The Accusation

I was walking alone,

Carrying my thoughts with me,

With my uttering and hearing.

Then, faces

crowded around me.

Their leader said, 

"Take him."

I asked them, 

"What is my accusation?"

Then it was said to me,

"Suspicious gathering."

1.4 A Tear on the Corpse of Freedom

I do not write poems
For poems write me.
I want silence so as to live,
But what I casted pronounced me.
And I cast nothing but sadness
Over sadness over sadness.
Do I write that I am alive in my coffin?
Do I write that I am free,
When even the letter is shackled in slavery?
Truly a most enchanting thing has been broadcasted,
Called in the Arab countries ruining
And terrorism
And a stab in the Divine Laws.
But its name is, by God!
But its original name is Freedom.

1.3 Even History is Oppressed

When it cast a critical look
At the corrupt leaders of the regime,
History was locked up
In a solitary cell.

1.2 What is Capitalism?

The grocer milked the cow's udder,

He filled the container, 

and gave her the price.

She kissed what was in her hand, 

in thanks.

She did not really eat for some time.

She went to the corner shop,

She stretched out her hand, 

holding what she had,

And bought a glass of milk!

1.1 The Trusted President

The trusted president visited
Some of the vilayets of the nation.
And when he visited our neighborhood,
He said to us,
"Have at it your complaints,
sincerely in openness.
And fear none,
For that time has truly passed."

My friend said,
"Alright.
Sir:
Where is the bread and milk?
And where is the security of a dwelling?
And where are the availability of the professions?
And where is the one who
makes available the medicine for the poor,
without cost?
Sir:
We have never seen from that thing."

The president said in sadness,
"May my Lord burn my body!
Is this all happening in my country?
Thank you for sincerely informing us, my son.
You will see the bread tomorrow."

**

And after a year, he visited us.
And for a second time, he said to us,
"Have at it your complaints,
sincerely in openness,
And fear none,
For that time has truly passed."
The people did not complain,
So I got up, announcing,
"Where is the bread and milk?
Where is the guarantee of a dwelling?
Where is the availability of the professions?
And where is the one
Who makes available medicine to the poor,
Without cost?
Excuse me, sir:
And where is my friend Hassan?"