Mohammad Ahmad
10-20-2014, 11:12 AM
My heart is inclined to those hills
My heart never will accept to others.
My heart should never come back.
Yet it is inclined and jerked
Ruined destroyed and withdrawn with time
Never will it recover unless a shine shadow!
Unless the peace comes again to my city
Unless the red-handed depart away
Unless my pigeon never separates its nest
What thing is necessary to live your life?
Isn't the peace the most urgent need?
A good morn to the hills
A well peace let goanna on trees
A good morn to the innocent faces
A good morn to each a live heart
A good morn to every beautiful thing
A good morn to our stretched desert
A good morn to a man who says, "Welcome"
Welcome and never I shall frown.
To anybody I shall never frown,
But to those who destroy my city,
I shall never see them a smiling face.
But always I had to be frowned
Those who steal the smile, I had to refuse
Those savage must not shake hand with
Those gangs, never I had to speak
Those who never respect societies,
Those who spotted the civilization,
Those who spotted the dignity,
If only the sky could fuse them!
Our city was burned
Had been captured
A fascist one came on destroying her!
Everyday there is a "victim"
To whom is the role to be a sacrifice?
Yester they hanged a woman!
To be a sacrifice of a honest word
To be a sacrifice for her truth
To be a sacrifice for all humanities
To all closed-conscience should be a sacrifice
None of our boys shall go school this year
No face could smile unless was turbid.
What had we to do?
Just we stand next door for God beseeching!
Clemently we had to beseech!
My heart never will accept to others.
My heart should never come back.
Yet it is inclined and jerked
Ruined destroyed and withdrawn with time
Never will it recover unless a shine shadow!
Unless the peace comes again to my city
Unless the red-handed depart away
Unless my pigeon never separates its nest
What thing is necessary to live your life?
Isn't the peace the most urgent need?
A good morn to the hills
A well peace let goanna on trees
A good morn to the innocent faces
A good morn to each a live heart
A good morn to every beautiful thing
A good morn to our stretched desert
A good morn to a man who says, "Welcome"
Welcome and never I shall frown.
To anybody I shall never frown,
But to those who destroy my city,
I shall never see them a smiling face.
But always I had to be frowned
Those who steal the smile, I had to refuse
Those savage must not shake hand with
Those gangs, never I had to speak
Those who never respect societies,
Those who spotted the civilization,
Those who spotted the dignity,
If only the sky could fuse them!
Our city was burned
Had been captured
A fascist one came on destroying her!
Everyday there is a "victim"
To whom is the role to be a sacrifice?
Yester they hanged a woman!
To be a sacrifice of a honest word
To be a sacrifice for her truth
To be a sacrifice for all humanities
To all closed-conscience should be a sacrifice
None of our boys shall go school this year
No face could smile unless was turbid.
What had we to do?
Just we stand next door for God beseeching!
Clemently we had to beseech!