Al-Miqddadiya Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

Everything and everyone are The true victims of a true genocide In that city of Al-Miqddadiya Where all men, all women, and All innocent kids are slaughtered Like sheep... Everything has turned up-side-down Due to criminal hands that hold A sharp knife asking for more and More over there... More and more bloods are running Like running creeks and rivers Anywhere and everywhere... All people are liable to die Willing or unwillingly over there... Criminal hands prey on innocent people For no reasons at all... Criminal minds destroy all God's Mosques for reasons of hatred... Al-Miqddadiya's people do not know Where to go anytime... The surrounded city suffers from True genocides where its people Are butchered bitterly... Evil's mightiness is temporary Simply because the Middadiyans will Not give up as long as they are alive... The world is wholly blind, dumb, and Even deaf about what's going over there... If today is the evil's day, but Tomorrow will not be theirs Simply because the heroic city's lions Will be there to restore everything and Everyone to normal... Al-Middadiya will not kneel down to evil And to its supporters, but To God... ______________________________________________________________________