Happy New Year

  

       

The child talked

Saying I may take

The important one

The butter fly up

I will be up

Playing with winds

Chasing the rains

Making the rainbow

Show of lights

I will be at side

Of the sun arising

To amuse of her warm

I will play with her

Hiding before moon

Chasing the Mars

I will not look at land

The earth become band

Tied with evil and sad

It filled with hate

The weapons are sold

To kill his kind

And destroy the sand

The peace is ran

Or had to be ran

To see no chance

They kill as in race

Destroy every face

Having smile with elegance

To say no chance for peace

The chance is her

Inside at every heart

Saying wake up and hear

The war is the worst

It must be refused

The time will be passed

You will say I am lost

The fact is the land

Is wide for our kind

But you need to write

That you are the man kind

And the others have no kind

You kill, kill

Destroy and gain

What will occur

Burn the olive at land

It was the witness of born

The holy Jesus at home

You made the blood run

Over the holy land

You make the pigeon gone

Having a big wound

That can't be healed

I will play with clouds

Riding them in out

Of thinking of my mind

As a man searches for wine

To drink, drink and say at loud

I am the king

Others will be out 

   

the thief challenges the impossible 

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by mohamad safan