ألولادة..الموت..القيامة:

ألولادة..الموت..القيامة

Childbirth, death, resurrection

I was so happy to receive my Feast

I went to the happiest of my family

Pleased to be with my children

A black storm erupted

I fought her, but!

I got angry, I disgusted myself

I chose to demolish my building

I participated, interacted, killed me

God, Christ, save me

The fifteenth of September on my birthday

December 25th, the birth of a Christian

December twenty-seventh of my death and my resurrection

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Once born from my mother’s womb

I was born again from the womb of this world

Forty-seven years of misfortune – my misfortunes – my suffering

Sleeping in my bedroom

 I woke up to my son’s voice

I drew a nap from my friend

My kindness deceived me with my innocence

My son was subconsciously fooled

A plot hatched against me

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Carry my crusader sons

The criminals passed by to kill me

They made a bridge out of it, standing like an ass

 Watching my condition

No .. he did not have mercy on me

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Mam:

I want to see my brothers

I am wronged on my own

They hit my back like a driver

Don’t look into my eyes

This is a stab to lose my eyesight

Close your eyes, don’t watch my neck

Their fingers are engraved on my neck

Their strikes hurt my head

Without trial, it Crippled my ability

They put me in the dungeon of death

I screamed at the top of my voice, unconsciously

Blood dripped from my mouth and nose

My burns and sores

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Ma:

Relieve my aches and pains

Don’t get angry with me, have mercy on me

You are my justification and my love

Don’t hurt my son

And do not bother with my daughter

This is not my upbringing

Do not worry about people’s consciences and their hearts

 With me

For truth and truth, remember

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They tried to kill me without trying me

A minute between my death and my resurrection

Do not smell the smell of my suit

And you don’t see my suit

This is my voice, this is my truth

Don’t cry with my face

Do not increase my worries and pains

Have mercy, have mercy on me

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Now I was born, and my being was renewed

I continue to follow my path

I hold people in my chest

Tighten them between my ribs Btibti

Do not shed tears for me

This is my reality, this is my reality

Have mercy, have mercy on me

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I naughty, raised, denied me

I fought, fled, exhausted me

Created, built, I hurt from them

Cleavage, parting, haunt me

What is the build quality without my happiness ?!

What is the role of boys without awareness ?!

It is built on fragile soils and on shifting sands

Planted in land that is not mine,

 She raped me

Do not despair..Do not despair

***

Come, oh my life, the height of consciousness

This is my salvation, my emancipation

To the end of my blood and the survival of my pride

This is my victory and my survival

The backward mind exhausted me and tired me

No..I have not retreated from my methodology and language

To be with my understanding of my vocabulary

The twenty years paralyzed my ability

The defect, every defect did not scare me

What was said and said did not interest me

I searched and exhausted myself

I turned all my evangelist papers

No solutions to my liking!

Ma … Pardon me

***

I revolted against my reality, and my revolution could rise

To be free from the volcanoes of my misery

I hate manna so that my love lives

Without contaminating my body, my mind

I took away my freedom to preserve my dignity

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Mam:

My surgical bandage

Wash off my blood

Remove my worries

Do not despair of my life

My language is my understanding

Literary vocabulary

My power revolution

My memories and pains

Love my misfortunes

Excuse me … have mercy on me

***

The new will revive to erase the old

No presumption of stupidity and insignificance

Unhappiness, gullibility and betrayal

It was a dark screen that made me tired

Tired of candles exhausted me

Love is renewed in my heart

Love is filled with my thoughts

My heart revives my cerebellum

I was liberated from bending volcanoes

I decided my revolution would rise

To revolt against my reality

To light my way and light my path

To renew and develop my being

***

December 27, 2000

Mansour Ajamaya

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