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Our Earth: Matelda Journal, By Mohamed Yousif

10-02-2014, 09:24 PM
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Our Earth: Matelda Journal, By Mohamed Yousif

    No Government
    No Army
    No tyranny
    No machine of Death,
    No suffering,
    No agony,
    Mean peace and prosperity.

    In the Galaxies we room around,
    Investigating tiny matter,
    Our young scientist like five old Matelda,
    Found a tiny planet so primitive in its structure,
    And through Cosmos analysis it was apparent:
    Following the Big Bang the debris went around,
    And around, forming,
    This small primitive planet.

    Through thousands light years,
    Sustained life from microscopic creatures to large ones.
    Matela noticed the constant fight among these creatures,
    Though the space around is accommodating.
    Matelda was thrilled,
    And established an observatory Lab,
    For the primitive planet, which she named, EARTH,
    A name coined from an old Cosmos Language,
    Meaning a persisting noise (TH) in the ear (EAR).

    Her observatory Lab was recording over time (past, present and predicted future):
    Havoc, chaos and disorder,
    Common order of all creatures,
    Those who developed to walk on two legs,
    With curved backs,
    Tend to use their brains,
    And made destructive tools,
    To destroy other creatures,
    Including their own kind,
    To gain more territory.

    Matelda was astonished,
    And thus more enthusiastic,
    For more vigorous analysis.

    Scanning their short bloody history,
    She retrieved maps of horrific scenes,
    Reflecting horror of atrocity,
    That inflicted on indigenous occupants.
    Fear reigns with the tyrant,
    The poorest lived in abundance,
    The new rich occupants showed no mercy.
    Those who were forced across the seas,
    Set to serve under appalling conditions.

    “Within the Earth’s wide domains
    Are markets for men’s lives;
    Their necks are galled with chains,
    Their wrists are cramped with gives.

    In Ocean’s wide domain,
    Half buried in the sands,
    Lie skeletons in chains,
    With shackled feet and hands.

    Dead bodies, that the kite
    In deserts makes its prey,
    Murders, that with affright
    Scare schoolboys from their play!

    All evil thoughts and deeds;
    Anger, and lust, and pride;
    The foulest, rankest weeds,
    That choke life’s groaningtide!”

    Matelda Map extended East and West,
    Caught two spots of Nuclear explosions,
    In the East,
    That melted bodies.

    Her analysis revealed strange words,
    Thus she set them aside for further analysis,
    Government, kings and queens
    Presidents, Ministers,
    Military rulers,
    All in power over helpless folks,
    Folks were kept, under poverty,
    So as not to resist,
    And breathe the air of liberty.

    No wonder the curse of Cain,
    Pursued a doom of pain;
    Cain ruled since he was born,
    His curse shattered hope to ruin.

    Matelda posed for lamentation,
    For those who perished,
    And more yet to mourn,
    And yet more, to be pursued.

    Life is pain
    To endure needs more than sanity,
    That goes beyond any fearful pain;
    And bridge over calamity.

    Matelda flew to a distant Galaxy.
    Earth words went lame;
    Couldn’t grasp the intensity,
    Greatness and extremity.

    Earth man tale like Odysseus’ adventurous wanderings,
    An Odyssey that entails legendary encounters,
    That became an Iliad,
    Surpassing, the legendary Iliad.

    Strangers came plundered and killed
    Then left,
    More strangers came and left.
    More strangers came and fought.
    Strangers got tired,
    Sat in a room full of smoke
    And scattered bottles of Whiskeys.
    They talked and talked.
    They set tools, a large paper and a ruler,
    Drew lines dividing the land,
    Lines through tiny villages,
    Dividing families.
    They called the lines, boarders,
    Crossing them would set fires,
    Killing every movement,
    And burned Huts.
    They built roads,
    Destroying Songlines
    That the natives used as their roads;
    Thus; Losing their directions.


    By the sidewalk,
    You met a little girl,
    A sweet little girl.
    Her eyes more black and wide,
    Looking deep ..deep
    Into the lovely eyes,
    You wonder into a world of sadness .
    A sweet little girl
    Her age...six..ten can't tell .
    Through her sadness,
    And through the lovely misty eyes,
    You can read a tale of a nation,
    A tale of suffer without measure,
    A tale of agony without pleasure.
    She smiled back to him,
    Holding firm to what he gave,
    And melted in the crowd
    Of many alike.

    Grasping Earth words
    Of numerous languages,
    Set aside those unfamiliar to the galaxy domain,
    For further investigation.

    Cheating is the way of Earth daily life,
    Whenever Money is involved,
    They got extremely greedy.

    Strived to gain money by all means;
    Through cheating,
    And dirty manipulation of circumstances in their favour.

    Matelda observed great Earth beings,
    Who fought tyrant rulers;
    And perished as heroes.
    Leaving a pattern of resistance.

    Mandela ‘No Easy Walk To Freedom’
    Came to life,
    Dedicated his life to struggle,
    Cherished the ideal of a democratic,
    Free society.

    Just yesterday,
    What a bleak day,
    Matelda observed a passing of a great soul,
    Like a rainbow with glittering light,
    She posed,
    Mahjoup a poet of the people!
    His words scattered reaching Galaxies Domain,
    He passed away though his word remained,

    ‘"And very dark wave
    Covered the gallant martyr
    But his blood adherence
    But his glorious passage
    Too crowded
    Banners fluttering
    Descending mist anthem
    And the star shines there
    Despite the remote location’’

    ‘’We came
    We were here before
    We hold our ######### high
    We came ######### high
    Open your prison cells
    Here our chests open
    Not seeking blessings,
    Like pillars
    From the roots of the people’’

    Matelda quickly realized the EARTH verse,
    That filled its atmosphere with light,
    That persisted to swap away Darkness.

    Rest in peace Mahjoup,
    Your words shall carry on your message.

    Matelda understood,
    Despite the terror among Earth people,
    They are some, who stood Firm and loud.
    But the evil ones persisted.


    We shall follow her observation next ………
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