by Lina Al-Sharif
Universal verse
Written with ink of blood
And chants of loving life
Written with ink of blood
And chants of loving life
Ornamented with thrones of freedom
Roses spread on shrouds and cradles
Roses spread on shrouds and cradles
Rhymed by bullets defied with screams
“It’s peaceful, peaceful, peaceful…”
“It’s peaceful, peaceful, peaceful…”
Figures of hope, of love, of salvation
fill the beat with the rise of a new generation
fill the beat with the rise of a new generation
Chains breaking, the iron relenting,
cracking the tone with beautiful redemption
cracking the tone with beautiful redemption
The tirades on screens
of tyrants who lost their feet
and chose to be
the omitted part of
a historic poetry
of tyrants who lost their feet
and chose to be
the omitted part of
a historic poetry
In universal verse,
I, you, we, are one
our differences are metaphors united by love
I, you, we, are one
our differences are metaphors united by love
Millions of lines
made poems of and for
death and life
anger, despair
Night and day
But today,
Revolutions
sparked inspiration
inflamed passions
and broke the fragile façade of fear
and I am no longer written
I am no longer afraid to live
I am no longer afraid to die
I am free to write….
made poems of and for
death and life
anger, despair
Night and day
But today,
Revolutions
sparked inspiration
inflamed passions
and broke the fragile façade of fear
and I am no longer written
I am no longer afraid to live
I am no longer afraid to die
I am free to write….
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