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Sentinel Poetry Expression Warehouse
YUSRA AL AYOUBI
GIVE ME ANOTHER DAY
Give me another day my honest nation Tomorrow, I stride on a trial of abomination My judges are deaf and blind My witnesses are mute My head with thorns is crowned My opponents play on an unjust flute. Inject, my friends, One drop in my veins That my mission will not be in vain Give me the power of a million voices Let their echoes resonate Over the world and devastate All the belligerent, untruthful noises. Cain killed his brother Abel Possessed his wife and chattel Since then, Sins, great have grown. The mild winds of the East Restored the progeny of Able to liberty The tempestuous winds of the West Crucified him Whenever from death He came The ashes of Jesus spread in the Universe The soil of the West begot Augustine The soil of the East begot Mohammed Augustine said: "The progeny of a slave Eternizes in chains As a punishment for his Sins Let them serve Their Master with Love That their Slavery be free" Mohammed said in his Victory: "No superiority Of an Arab to a Berber But in Piety". Thirty centuries or more Of monotheistic generations Living under the Sun Rising from the East, Setting in the West Integrated Man From the abecedary of the Holy Tablets To the New Justice Generation after generation Knew the real god, His holy tablet that "Man Should not enslave another Man" When this tablet is broken Sins begin And will never end But with revolution When hope is gone No fear remains The soul looks for Justice Upwards, in the heaven domains.
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