Oh country

Oh country so indifferent,
I wish you would claim me someday,
Oh countrymen not different,
Hold me tight lest I go astray.
You have one last refuge- reason,
Once you listen, you’ll never fail,
Acceptance cannot be treason,
It surely helps you to set sail.
Denying others’ legal rights
Emplies denying your own too,
You incite everlasting fights
By ignoring what’s just and true.
Compromising must be mutual,
Thus the reward goes to each side,
Stabborness is not practical,
It makes the opponents collide.
A real leader can change history,
A fake one nothing can change,
He can never bring victory,
Only futile wars he can wage.
Historical conflicts are solved
Only by reconciliation,
They can never be resolved
By wars or annihilation.
Wars breed hatred and bitterness,
All sacrifices are in vain,
In the long run you shall witness
In compromising lies your gain.
So what’s the use of more killing?
Why do we have to keep grieving?
Ultimately we’ll be willing
To pick up what’s we’re now heaving.
A leader must have a vision
That can help change reality,
Any thinking or decision
Must relate to humanity.
Alas in our abnormal state
Such a leader did find his death,
Since extremists control its fate
It will never regain its health.

A collective Grave

Suddenly home was a collective grave,
Even the gray cat nobody could save.
If its nine lives were just of no avail,
Who could survive? The elderly so frail!?
They lived in thay ugly, rotten building
All their lifetime and they kept on holding
Onto it as if it was their life belt,
Or everything that their lives really meant.
Many times the city officials tried
To evacuate them, but they denied
For they knew it wasn’t out of concern
For their welfare, but in order to gain
Control of the building as they’d done
With thousands of buildings already gone.
It has always been the state’s policy
(Whatever they say is sheer heresy),
Not to permit any innovation
Of Arab houses or restoration.
This is one of the procedures the state
Has long been taking to evacuate
The Arabs from their buildings or houses
Which are mostly located in mixed cities.
As a result over the years the stones
Of that shelter looked just like olden bones
Dug out of an ancient tomb and scattered
All over the yard already battered.
As a rotten piece of cheese were the walls
The windows of which resembled black holes.
At last the rotten skeleton fell apart
Burying those who refused to depart
Since it was more acceptable to die
Than give up their home and believe a lie.

The Sea Is Serene

The sea is serene today,
The sky is crystal clear,
The golden sand’s fair for play
But forsaken out of fear.
The promenade by the sea
Is so wide enough for walks,
But no sound of jubilee
Is voiced by the walking folks.
So cool and calm is the night,
So glittering is the moon,
But everyone out of fright
Has hurried inside so soon.
The hills wonderfully bloom,
What a colorful array!
Yet some adventurers roam
While the rest indoors do stay.
Listen, the birds nicely sing,
Ah, what a sweet melody!
So skillfully they do swing
Ignoring our tragedy.
The ears of corn gleam in the sun,
Daffodils are everywhere,
But peace, alas, is long gone,
Yet noboy seems to care.
Once there was an enemy
Who fought many a battle,
But he was killed, oh dear me,
For trrying to end the struggle.
Peace that was once within reach,
Is now very far away,
For here extremists do preach
Yet we don’t stand in their way.
That night the birds were singing
And the world was singing too,
My heart as well was ringing
The old dream which might come true.
But deadly flashes of light
Pierced the so elated heart,
And peace I thought was in sight
Tragically fell apart.
There’s no shred of sanity
As we are enslaved to greed,
What a sad humanity
That has abandoned its creed.
Here it can be paradise
And life can be fantastic,
But because we fail to rise
It’s become melancholic.
Here for everyone there’s room
If we learn to reconcile,
Otherwise we’ll meet our doom,
So try to think for a while.
Life can be happy and great
If we do cooperate,
In such a terrible state
we can not communicate.
Yet I still harbor some faith,
We’ll live in peace someday,
The land will have a new birth,
Once we choose the right way.

Yesterday They Were

Yesterday they were in diapers,
Now they’re in the killing forces,
They’re well built killers,trained nipers
With helmets veiling their faces.
Some stroll in shining uniforms,
Others in dismal white clothing,
Hatred has a one thousand forms
And they all enjoy blood bathing.
Brainwashed they’re ready to murder,
Their hands no more hold the toy guns,
Although they try to look bolder,
They’re still the little frightened sons.
They go to battles they can’t win,
They kill and get killed uselessly,
If they protest it’s a grand sin
And they are defamed ceaselessly.
They die and some call them heroes,
While others call them martyrs,
Their wounds are as deep as furrows
And yet I believe they’re friars.
Yesterday they swam like dolphins
And squabbled about trivial things,
Now some are enclosed in coffins,
While others have no arms or legs.
Leaders with blinkered opinions,
Bound by shackles they can’t escape,
Send soldiers as strong as stallions
To kill, destroy, ravish and rape.
Wars for heaven’s sake have been made
To sanctify the leaders’ greed,
Youths before time in graves are laid
To satisfy those who still lead.
There’s not any sense in killing
Whether on this side or that side,
There’s not any sense in filling
The earth with graves which you can’t hide.
This on going fight is futile,
Eventually parts will have to talk,
Without willing to reconcile
Mere talking is just a sick joke.
We need to have a new vision
To deliver all of us here,
This wall can’t bring division,
But many are too deaf to hear.
Peace is the war we all must wage
Against fanatic extremists,
We have to stop this bloody rage
Kindled by fundamentalists.
Though leaders are indoctrinated
And their folly is immutable,
I’m not to be damn frustrated
Since my spirit’s indomitable.
Someday people will cast away
The fear with which they are injected,
They’ll find out that the only way
Is peace They’ve so far rejected.

Damn It

Oh, Damn it, damn it,
Surely you’re not fit.
Oh, damn it, you all
Just play with my soul.
For many decades
You’ve caused me headaches.
You seem to talk peace
While you wage wars fierce.
Oh,we’re not your slaves
To get on our nerves.
Neither we are puppets
Nor we are rabbits.
Though this show of yours
Has been on for years,
It has to end now
And you damn know how.
Give up your old dreams,
Stop your hideous schemes.
Don’t treat us like fools,
Don’t use us as tools.
Peace needs deeds not words
So put down you swords.
We’re sick of false hopes
And dancing on ropes.
Our lives are the price
For your deadly dice.
Our lives aren’t a bet
To be fixed or set.
We deserve to be
Happy and carefree.
Peace is all we need,
We don’t want to bleed,
We don’t want to die
While leaders still lie.
Stop talking and talking
While peace is breaking.
Damn it, we need some time
Away from war and crime.
Without compromise
Here’s not paradise.
The best of our years
Have drowned in our tears.
life which is bitter
Should be just better.
What’s wrong with us all?
Why can’t we stop the fall?
If we are sincere,
We must not adhere
To vain policies,
Or damn fallacies.
Alas we’re silent
Though to wars we’re sent.
Still the play goes on
Since we depend on
The same damn players
And the same prayers.

It’s Not a Sin

It’s not a sin to steal the fruit of peace,
But it’s damn sinful if you don’t reveal
It’s healing nectar and do introduce,
Otherwise like a common thief you steal.
Instead of death we mostly produce
In order to get some sinister deal,
Instead of prejudice we much induce,
We should show tolerance we really feel.
We always entertain just a short truce
For each day encompasses an ordeal,
Why is it hard for people to deduce
That war is futile like a punctured wheel?
Unfortunately they’re determined to fight
So as to catch in their net the sunlight.

I Surveyed

I surveyed the human heritage
While father was dying of old age.
Millions of people before age
Fall aimlessly like dry foliage.
Infants, children, men and women
Die not due to disasters, famine,
Diseases and catastrophes
But due to their leaders’ greed for trophies.
People pay for their vanity
And lack of creativity.
Sometimes you see some spots of light,
Yet the sky is still dark at night.
We destroy by false dignity
What we build with humility.
Young soldiers with far reaching dreams
Have fallen for their leaders’ schemes.
Orphans and widows go to graveyards
Instead of gardens and Disney lands.
Are these wars inevitable?
Is peace really improbable?
We’re irritatingly naïve
For we prefer to die and grieve.
History repeats itself we all know,
Why don’t we learn? Why are we so slow?
I can’t understand people here,
They simply can’t see what’s so clear:
You’ll get true peace once you withdraw,
Occupation is just a sraw.
The more you seek occupation,
The more you cause humiliation.
But can you do that forever?
Will you get peace this way? Never.
Security is just guaranteed
Once you give up your pride and greed.
You’re strong but from within you’re weak,
Moral strength is all you must seek.
It’s the way to security,
While pride leads to impurity.
Oh God , show us your way and grace,
Have mercy on the human race.