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Christmas In Fallujah
It’s evening in the desert
I’m tired and I’m cold
But I am just a soldier
I do what I am told
إنه المساء في الصحراء
أنا متعب وجسمي يقشعر
ولكني جندي فحسب ...

Originally Posted by Mohammad Ahmad

Yesterday it has been erected
They blew it up
Therefore, civilization should end
Eid would come and no dress up
Undressed you shall be
O, Hadbaah
The worshiping place to all
A pious man and saint
O, the minaret of a generous glory
I cry you
I bid you a farewell
As a noble champion
And you had in each year a memory.
Ears got down
Trodden by horses' hooves
Reminiscence and aches
And ever

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41- إِلى مِثْلِها يَرْنو الَحليمُ صَبابَةَ إِذا ما اسبَكَرَّتْ بينَ درْعٍ ومجْوَلِ
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Translating the poem of Umru' al- Qais
Let’s halt by a lover ruin

This poem is one of the seventh or tenth poems, which so far called al-Mu'lakat, the poems which had been hanged over al-Kaaba walls, as they were the good selected poems of the ancient certain period a time of pre-Islam advent

Pre Islam period i.e. the pagan period
Translated to English by
Mohammad Ahmad
Iraq – Mosul

Reading and review onto the poem ...

Of course I had a rural origin, have finished my primary school at a village nearer to ours about fifty Kilometers in the northern part of Mosul city on the left part of Tigris River towering over it as if this River is its own.
There I had learned the swimming in the first period of youth ages.
I didn't forget the day when our teacher of English put us at an unexpected exam and those who are my classmates -who are all larger than me-all of them failed in the exam and only me was succeeded ...