Memories like the blue sky and the sea.
Colourful icons of the evening and the rain.
Figure skating and the magic of green eyes.
Sad flute melodies and the songs of witchcraft.
Sunrise and the dove of the dawn.
The sleepless nights and the light of the moon.
Gypsy music.
Palestine, the stolen land is approaching from the dangerous horizon.
Syria, the Arabism and the wounded land, and the summit of the enemy brothers in the Qatar.
Silence is not only of the shame, but also of a thousands of shame.
Ottawa International Poets and Writers for human Rights (OIPWHR)
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