Written by / Zienab Ibrahim
My dream is as bright as lightning between your fire that you release towards
my little heroes and hospitals that contain women and the sick, but do not rejoice like this,
O those who take to our Palestinian people, the light will be shed from that powerful
epic and the victory will stand out in an instant that the Israeli enemy did not expect;
because its end has come near and everyone who has supported it also will never pass this passage of generosity,
you guys are satisfied with what is happening and you did not even speak a word;
but the longest victory matters to the west. Our stupid date.
What do you say about me Because I believe that your end is close and our
circumstance is also and it doesn’t matter if you believe my speech or not War is one end,
one victory for one of the parties, and this is certainly known,
it is not the share of the criminal murderer Netanyahou, who is the president of himself,
where is your government characterized by terrorism and bloodshed
Do these deserve to rule the country after the war is over No,
and my Lord, this will not happen.
Children who are eager to cry over their mothers and relatives are content to talk and demand a ceasefire;
but why not everyone is enough and collect their birds as the
Israeli enemy does and divorce them just then, the fire will stop and adhere to their limits,
which they do not know, those killers will take away the blood of women and children without mercy or pity;
but we do not want pity from you, you all do not know mercy towards the brutality and the whole Gaza Strip.
المزيد
فتاة في حضرة العصر الفيكتوري بقلم شــاهينــاز مــحمــد
على حافة الطمأنينة بقلم الكاتب هانى الميهى
في مثل هذه الايام بقلم هاجر أحمد عبد المقتدر