Living In Horror - Poem by Sari Mavi
How can I tell you, my life in peace?
If my father said, 'we'll talk about tonight'
If my mother says, 'I go to the market'
My sister said good-bye, 'sister, I went to a friend's house'
My nephew tells, he was on his way to our house
How can I tell my life in tranquility yourself
If I always feel anxious, restless thinking:
'Could I still would see them again? Still hear their voices? ' They are people who I love
My life in fear
Under the shadow of horror
People who I love to meet with men who do not recognize humanity
We can not hide anymore
Dark and light did not mean
They are always able to find where we are
Then destroy our happiness
Send obituary we never want
Their faith remains intact
Whether to whom they obediently
While God never teaches hatred and cruelty
But they actually rekindle the spirit of barbarity
So easy they take the life of our body
So quiet moment destroy itself
Invisible anything in their sight
No hint of fear in their hearts
Destroyed the creatures of God
They walk on the earth with a full vanity
While they know that God does not like
Living in fear
Living in horror
Met with the angel of death, without any previous suspect
If we can get away from the slaughter, and
reunited with the family
How? Can you imagine?
Can you feel?
Living in horror..
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