I’m tired of being guilty just because of what my people say
قارؤون مكبّرون من حنايا الجبال مقدمون لا خوف من حثالة و لا من حديد ها نحن مدبرون
My shoulders are so strong but I am not allowed to be shaped
صبرا يا اعداء الفكر يا من تجاهلتم آيات الذِّكر يا من آمنتم بغير نداء الحق نكرا بما ضحّي به في بدر
Shame And in the other side They are convinced that they own the truth Witch allowed them to judge, to short cut, to minimize and criticize How life is perceived by the subhuman I hear these words and I wonder how can we still belong to this bunch of bullshits immature?! Devoid of any sense of reflection which breathe this colonial spirit The doctrinaire of both sides Enough Enough of sordidness