A poem on the suicide bombing

The suicide bombing
by Dr Khalid S.A. Abu Al Saud
(A surgeon and political philosopher)

Mother.. O' mother... I love you!
I can't see you suffering anymore,
Crying daily, for having no money,
For bread, water, and electricity.
I can't see my sister Jamilah crying silently,
For being scared, and hungry.
Therefore I decided to sacrifice myself
For you, the family, and the holy, dying country.
Good bye, good bye... mother!

Mother...O' mother... pray for me!
They trained me well for my holy duty.
They promised me, to give you money,
For 15 years, regularly.
If I do my duty, correctly.
Ah... mother! ... You don't need to bury me,
As my body will be burnt to ashes, immediately.

Mother... O' mother... remember me!
Tell the smart people from West and East,
As long as there are... millions, and millions
Of desperate families like our family,
Of desperate children like me,
The world will see suicide bombing, continuously,
Even if they have summit-meetings, weekly.

Only just peace and economic security
Can prevent the tragedy.

O' Almighty, please forgive me, forgive me!
Good bye my soul and misery!
I'll see you soon in the garden of eternity.

You... you... stop immediately!
Boom... boom... boom... !!

I like America, But ...

I would like to share a poetry by Majeed Al-Barghouthi, a strong supporter of the Arab Resistance Movement.



America fights freedom fighters in Palestine, Lebanon, Iraq and Afghanistan;
She wants to keep away the war
And winds take fires to her door.

Hatred is made in the United States,
Just count how many war-gates
Her war-lords had created.
And yet, Americans ask why they are hated!

There is no love in American bombs;
They penetrate the hearts and minds
That they say they want to win
And they keep coming in and in.

From the North Pole to the Antartica,
You can see dark spots of America.
Her politicians invent hatred and horror
In the name of war on terror.

I like America, but not her cowboyism
It's like a swastika blended with Zionism.