hosny Soliman

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At Tahrir The History Always Say His Word - Poem by hosny Soliman

No one read the history well
The ancient history or the modern well
Both has the same warning bell
Once someone sit on the authority chair
He never thinks it can take him to the prison or hell
The warning bell rang so loudly at Tahrir square till
Till the history said his word without any more word to be tell
The same always done but the chair makes everyone deaf
The same is going on to day
The same, all are going in the same way
Marshall took off his official suit right away
To be ready to sit on the chair
Exactly as the last one done after 6 October
The chair always has his magic way
To make every one deaf, blind and can't see the right way
But the Egyptian knew their way
Tahrir is waiting from them tomorrow and every day.

My dear friends i must mention something:
My friend Saadat Tahir invited me to read has last poetry 'Marshal’s Epaulettes At Tahrir Fell '.Once i finished read his expressive words my comment was with one shot those words i wrote up here.
By the way it's the first time i write about Tahrir revolution.Also my friend Tahir is from Pakistan, but the world becamea very small village all our agony is the same any where.
All my thankful and grateful to my friend Tahir.

Marshal’s Epaulettes At Tahrir Fell

Marshal’s epaulettes now traded for suits.
And Itallian shoes for mil-issue boots.
Eyeing with disdain our forgotten roots.

On Cairo’s streets a chance to walk.
With sad Egyptians a smiley talk.
Sad in the heart but steady as a rock.

Never bargained just faces to change.
Far more varied our demands range.
We wish to reverse the faith exchange.

Care not for sons, at Tahrir that fell,
for the hungry millions of Nile’s dell.
And refuse to learn what histories tell.


Comments about At Tahrir The History Always Say His Word by hosny Soliman

  • Terence George Craddock (10/7/2011 9:03:00 PM)

    Yes your title is correct 'At Tahrir The History Always Say His Word' and many pages of history were written in Tahrir Square, as we who love freedom, shared the Egyptian peoples desire for freedom. Below are 2 of the 58 poems I wrote for the Egyptian people during their crisis struggle protests. The love for freedom and the future hope.

    An Egyptian Freedom Falcon Flies Battle Cry Freedom

    over Egyptian sands past monolith waiting pyramids
    royal falcon flies sands where prophet Moses lead
    own enslaved people to a long awaited promised land
    finally after waiting thousands of years a leaderless
    Egyptian people lead themselves to fame freedom sands
    to see an Alamo moment birth in phoenix pyre eyes
    stirs heart of freedom loving men to battle cry freedom


    Copyright © Terence George Craddock

    The Golden Face Of A Youthful Egyptian President

    I have seen youthful golden face
    of a new virile youthful Egyptian
    President rising like radiant rays

    of rising sun amid decades dark
    deceit oppression sown cruel deeds
    justification was evil choking cloak

    Emergency laws masked Mubarak
    dictator deeds Mubarak ranked fifteen
    on Stinking Dictators List of Shame

    profile official description data states
    '15. HOSNI MUBARAK of Egypt:
    A senile and paranoid autocrat whose

    sole preoccupation is self-perpetuation
    in office, Mubarak is suspicious of even
    his own shadow. He keeps a 30-year-old

    emergency law in place to squelch any
    opposition activity and has groomed his
    son, Gamal, to succeed him. (No wonder

    only 23 per cent of Egyptians bothered
    to vote in the 2005 presidential election.)
    Years in power: ' 30! Out Out Vile Ruler!

    I have seen youthful golden face
    of a new virile beautiful Egyptian
    President rising like radiant rays

    of rising sun amid a golden halo
    a young man with a heart tears of
    purity will water Egypt like Nile

    a young man with a heart tears of
    sorrow pain fall for your suffering
    Oh Egypt dictators curse is broken

    no more will Jackal God Mubarak
    steal state treasure gnaw Egypt like a bone
    Mubarak blood taints Egypt no more.


    Source for dictator ranking: “The List Of Stinking Dictators The World Over” by Nkwazi Mhango. June 30,2010 by asabagna.
    Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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  • Unwritten SoulUnwritten Soul (10/5/2011 7:35:00 AM)

    Saadat Tahir is one of critical and thoughtful person here in PHunter...I am glad you trace this friend, which is friend of mine, hope you enjoy his writing..i like this writing...both of you just doing good works and i feel good to be included here...Keep writing and i am sure at now you becoming a poem hunter..i see your comment everywhere, good work my friend Hosny..Keep it up :) _Unwritten Soul (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 5, 2011


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