Oh Syria, be patient
By Tarif Youssef Agha
Oh Syria, be patient
As the dawn is close
Don’t give up, may God
Lead you to victory
Don’t blame any
As a coward is not worth blame
The coward deserves nothing
But to be kept out the door
Don’t cry, as tears
Never helped a crier
And don’t mourn; no one comes
To help mourners any more
Don’t look east
And don’t look west
He who caused your grieve
Will not stop it
Also be careful
Not to ask the Arabs anything
Does anyone try those
Who carry scabies?
Don’t expect from them
Moutasem (a historic Arab hero), or anger
And don’t look
As they lost their honor long time ago
Everyone is enjoying drinking
From your blood
Everyone looks like
Enjoying your sorrow
If the Security Counsel has
Corrupted the world
Then it is the Arab league
That was the most helpless
Are you (Syria) really going to listen
To those who did nothing but condemning?
Or are you still faithful
To those who lied and cheated?
Your blood is dropping
From their elbows
They built towers and domes
From your sons’ heads
Don’t expect help but from God
As all others fled
Don’t ask for help but from God
As all others lied
Your people, by the help of God
Will be the ones who won
And Assad, by the help of God
Will be the one who left
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Tarif Youssef-Agha
An Expatriate Arab Syrian Writer & Poet
Member of the ‘Syrian Revolutionary Writers’ Assembly’
Houston, Texas
Friday August 10th. 2012
http://sites.google.com/site/tarifspoetry