— In response to the Lebanese Protests — To iterate the madness of life through the domination of people in controlling resources, finances, and choking the populace. Men and women in power are blinded by too much power and their lifestyle. I wrote Stand, a poem calling my people to stand up for their rights…
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They say… They say… They say… They say… They say… They say… They say…
Tired
Of
These
Voices
I used to lay down
In the tall grass
Face turned to the sky
Arms open wide
Welcoming
Breeze
Sun rays
Laughter of the woods.
يا ريت بقول لحالي شي يوم
الحياة ماشية ما بتوقف ولا بتنطر
ليش قاعدي بعدك بالهم واللوم
زتي عن كتافاتك هالحمل لي بضر
me thinks of fear
how it crawls under the skin
hurries the drumbeats
kindles the fire
into the blood stream
makes the eyes roll back
taking away a last breath
