Oh Madaya
By Tarif Youssef Agha
Oh Madaya, the conscious of the world has passed away,
And the decision to starve you was agreed upon by the whole world
So don’t ask for help, all the ears around you are closed,
And don’t cry as you won’t hear anything but your echo
Don’t be fooled by humanity as it becomes an empty word when
Starvation is used as a weapon to kill
And keep in mind that mercy doesn’t exist anymore,
So don’t believe any one who chants with it
Be aware that justice becomes a joke when
The victim is punished and the aggressor is rewarded
And about those skeleton looking people of yours whom we see,
They will become the shame of mankind forever
***
Sorry Madaya, but this is the time where
Countries are sold in the slave bazaar
The stones, the trees and the human beings are for sale,
The deals are cut between the merchants and the politicians
Deals that don’t care about human lives,
And it doesn’t matter if the people suffer or are forced to flee
You will see everyone shedding crocodile tears,
And claiming that they are the guards of justice
Oh Madaya, don’t believe any one of them,
As everyone talked, then stepped on his words
Only the Syrians will liberate you,
Then we will celebrate in both; the mosques and churches
***
A Poem translation
(Can be shared without permission)
By Tarif Youssef-Agha
An Expatriate Arab Syrian Writer & Poet
Member of the ‘Syrian Revolutionary Writers Assembly’
Friday January 8, 2016, Houston, Texas
The gangsters of Assad and the Shiite militia of the Lebanese-Iranian Party of God put the Syrian town of Madaya under siege for many months, which killed a lot of its 40 thousand residents by starvation.
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