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Omar Hachmi Poem
Jerusalem expensive
They took her by force and took it from under our feet They went out
We love and we want, but their weapons in the Muslim Tortured us
Cry day and night, and between their hands do not want to stay
Notifies the sadness calls, every human being by a drop of blood Islam
Youth killed aggression, and an orphanage in the streets of pain
Children of security they want, and the Zionists speak the language of blood
Responsible for watching the war, and organizations suspicion that they are incorrigible Peace
They beat us and tortured us, and armed Dmrona and Okhavona
Moved O Muslims, and all fighters Belongings
What is the value of the life he leads Denied, and of belongings you ban
Enough of humiliation and deadlock, Your cooperation to return You
God is in favor of the right, what you just have to go ahead and fight
O Muslim, there is no saddens blow ......
The higher the oppressor, Fall become more painful .......
Muslim proudly
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The love was a dream so I hope that I keep the length of my life asleep
The series was your love I do not want him to be the end of the
If your love so I hope that breathe air
If your love I want a cigarette that has become addicted to them
The love was a wealth so I hope to live in my body
The love was the most beautiful bird dreamed of his upbringing
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I am honored to extend my personal creations each lovers of articles and thoughts and love letters that pin up my blog, which I will start publishing the establishment of God's creations that I typed.
Author: Omar Hachmi
Age: 17 years
City: Rachidia (Morocco)
Level mode: the final year of the baccalaureate
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I sat on the pavement of memories and dreams hoped to retrieve
In my imagination for weddings looked and I saw the pain on the surface floated
Found scattered grief and plentiful among them mixed with
I benefited from my pain and my experience in life has matured
Whatever described my life Words and phrases failed to have disappeared from the lexical
My creations colorful and my hopes for the illiterate and spoke
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Youth stray, lost and in prostitution.
Girls were foolish, and Finery Sepehrt.
Men are busy, to raise their children in Tarcn and collect the money race.
The poor suffer, under the free and the loan asleep.
Officials asleep, and in Parliament laugh.
Scientists are ignorant, for the development of the nation Sakton.
Professor works, knowing the source of raindrops.
A disgruntled student, a fugitive of Education.
Tramp crying, tears of silence grumbling.
Poor calls, and rich does not care.
Clueless asks, looking for a planet science.
Author: Omar Hachmi
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