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وصمة عار..MOTHER DISGRACE
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MOTHER DISGRACE Written by/Mr. Hamza .M.Alhassan*
Oh all my sons How can your Nile Realize its fine dream Of being a green beam Of lush gardens smile For all of you With all these miles While in its lost paradise Since very long time You lift and rise By your own arms Foreign plots fiery arms Of hands and colonization With its new hunt Of boot and loot Only to up dry Your fine beautiful Nile Which high does yell At north and south With east and west As far and away From those four eyes Some of you perish From thirst and hunger Whom my white dove Of peace and love Could blot and wipe Too with their disgrace Of begging and relief That your mother disgrace Out of time and space Of no sin of hers Except to bear you On desert and forest Where their new hunt Still does rest and lie For you with I Down to rest and lie On red ground and earth That does give birth To hatred and down Your eyes you deep And down drown when Naively you and I Believe their big lie Which oh lay does say It is conflict between The crescent and cross Only again to cross Into my four eyes That all can hug With peace and love When we harshly crush Their set and trap For me and I To set sweet singing eye For my real being Of one powerful nation
*A PEOT FROM ATBARA
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