Syria's War

if the killer knows the feelings of the killed, he would never think of killing him..

 

From the victim to the murderer in Syria

Kill me in cold blood

With your hands, let my blood be shed

But, my murderer..oh! my old friend!

Before I die, may I ask you for one last thing?

After you kill me, check my blood

Then while, I am dead,

And you are on my grave,

Crying, shivering and feeling regret.

Tell me then, how you found it

Isn’t it, Arab Syrian blood?

Isn’t it the same as..your own blood?

 

من المقتول إلى القاتل بسوريا:

اقتلني بكل دم بارد

وليتصدر الحدث عناوين الأخبار

ولتكن بالتلفا�™ صورنا أهم المشاهد

وليقولوا عنك أنك بطل مغوار

فليكن دمي المسال على يديك خير شاهد

عجبا, يا لسهولة اتخاذك للقرار!

أتقتلني لاختلاف بالعقائد والمذاهب؟

لقرون عشنا سويا  نراعي حق الجوار

أتذكر حين كنت لي خير جار وأع�™ صاحب؟

أنت لا تنصت لي

وأنا..لم يعد يهمني

هيا إذا.. أسفك دمي

لكن.. اعلم أنني..

لست الوحيد الخاسر

فدمك في عروقي يسري

 ولدم السوري.. في عروقنا واحد

 

 

 

Reviews

[Renée]

You give us a different view..brother to brother. Khalid, it is a voice seldom written about. In fact I don't think I have seen this view written about before. What the victim maybe thinking or saying, it is unthinkable what is happening and yet, most countries shared this same situation though out history. I love seeing the Arabic language shared on this piece, has an erie feel..it draws me to touch the letters much like a loved ones headstone .. Tender is your heart Dear Khalid, Thank you for sharing this piece with us .. May Peace Come Soon..