Hitch your wagon to a star
On the road to my home I saw our next master immam returning from the slaughterhouse, where he slaughtered sheep, camels and oxen. Then, in his grocery store he sold the goat meat to shake our bones and teeth.Then he prayed saying: " Except of my Qahtani and Adnani being, oh of our identity and entity. I am mute just to protect my tongue.'' But sometimes I sang: " Long live my country with angui…
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