Dhia abada

Poems
Blood VS Oil (8/5/10)
When freedoms are confiscated
according to the law of war...
No white flowers... rise
No joy in the eyes of a child
cuddled in a warm bosom.
THE SIEGE (4/10/14)
Blockade us
and plant our children as roses
in the bosoms of the graves
they return in the morning
to find the graveyard
Wires on the roads (5/27/10)
They ate the fronds,
dates and twigs,
left only the trunk lit on fire.