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Hello everyone this is Kifah from CASI Middlesex, lets keep mobilised. Here is
a poem by Shaok Sabah, a young Iraqui girl living in London, this was read out
during last saturdays demonstration at Trafalgar Square:
One Day We Shall Return
I sit and wait for the time to pass
For the world to wake up and open its eyes
I scream and shout at the top of my lungs
I cry and weep until my eyes dry out
Until the emptiness fills my heart
With a bitter sadness impossible to describe
But the world is deaf and blind
And my voice and tears are bloated out
By the most ugliest sounds of all
The sound of weeping mothers
And starving children
Of torture and suffering
Of a child crying out for help and salvation
Begging to be noticed and heard
And so I sit and watch the screen fill with blood and terror
While my heart grows with a vicius hatred
Impossible to scrape away
I see a woman holding a dead child in her arms
While the tears swin in her eyes
And the happiness in her heart fades away
Into eternal emptiness and despair
I see innocent people on the ground
Covered with the blanket of death
Their blood forming a red sea
Which would flow forever in their sleep
I see barefooted children on the streets
Searching for the truth
Wondering why they have been denied
Their childhood and rights
I see a tiny baby lying on his grave
A little creature in the wilderness
Who was nborn in a world that was falling apart
And who died in its arms not knowing why and how
I see the remaining ruins of a building
That once stood beautiful and erect
And wonder why the world is blind
And still insists to pretend
The blood and suffering I see is real
But life still goes on
And I sit and watch the screen
While the leaders try to rule the world
And take away the only precious thing I possess
My family and friends
I hope and dream and the years go by
But still I'm lost and without a home
I laugh and talk and eat and drink
While inside I cry out for the one thing
That will make me whole
I am a stranger in an unknown land
An alien in a different world
A confused child in the body of a man
Where is the justice the west is on about?
Why are our children starving?
And why are my people been set aside to hurt and to die?
And why is the world so silent?
We have the right to be raised in our own lands
Without a single threat
So go away and let us live our lives
Without suffering and fear
Take away all the money and all the riches
You have craved for
But don't you dare snatch a newborn
From it's mother's womb
Or pluck a blooming flower from it's roots!
You have tried time and time again
To change the course of History
To abuse the lands of civilisation, wisdom and knowledge
But one thing you have struggled but failed to acheive
Is stab the american flag in it's heart of hearts!
I guarantee you that
One day we shall return
We will build and grow and learn
While you will be looking from the outside
Tearing your hearts apart for the crimes you have committed
That will place you down in History
As a coward and a fool!
Shaok
Sabah
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