Treasure Island

MOHAMMAD SKATI


A VICTORY FOR ALL OF THEM AGAINST AN UGLY AGGRESSION


That ugly aggressor surrenders under The strong will of those pretty people Who are defending their existence at any cost, A victory means a winner and a loser, A pretty winner and a defeated loser, An ugly aggression gives up simply because Great people face it bravely and boldly, All martyrs are honored wonderfully because They donated their their souls and their bloods To their land, A victory has its own price simply Because it's the right way towards freedom anytime, Giving up or surrendering to an ugly and aggressive action Means a complete defeat, but That is not in the free people's side anytime, An aggression fails and falls inevitably under The pretty feet of the pretty defenders of their land, Any victory beats any aggression Simply because any victory is crowned with all the pretty Sacrifices of the pretty defenders while Any ugly aggression is labeled with all kinds of crimes against Humanity and all war crimes, so An attainable victory will be seen tomorrow glorifying Everyone who achieved it greatly and wonderfully.

Submitted: Monday, July 14, 2014

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