alaa hussain

Rookie (01/01/1965 / kuwait)

. - Poem by alaa hussain

Lost the respect of the world for us to
free model transition to democracy
alternating together not wonder what we
could not translation in theory at least
- oh baby do not be sad on those in
the dark small groups held their days - said words shook the nation from the
corners and in the depths of the sea to
gold free voice Dad in their respective
fields crying to the moon generate
those


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 17, 2013


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