by Mohamed Salhi
Published on: Nov 28, 2008
Topic:
Type: Poetry

Don't become suicidal; remember the hereafter.
Stand up to wrongdoers like a brave fighter.
Allah blessed us by a sacred sheep,
not just a BBQ feast, a drink and some sleep.

Why the sheep and not Ismael?
Why wasn't He a male or female?
How much you love life and Satan’s tricks,
money, gambling, parties and chicks!
More and more, the Truth is abandoned,
and your soul is close to be handed.

Death, La Mort, Smert, لموت

It’s beautiful how one can just say
Death!
Shout it when your soul betrays you…
Or even the dearest and near by…

Say Death when you can not see,
Think of Death and fly like a bee,
Discover the Truth that is deep,
The sacred day of the sacrificed sheep.

Far from family and from the Light of Guidance,
Life and the Roses of death are your loved ones…
When will one of them comes near?
Are those Life and Death that I hear?
Satan or life's strangest organization?
Pious women, snake, disobedient women…

The Only Truth we have
is

D
E
A
T
H

ا
ل
م
و
ت

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