The Thief Poem by Dr. Ahmed Gumaa Siddiek

You have stolen my money
But money is compensable.
You have stolen my land
But land is retrievable
You've stolen the air
But still accessible
You have stolen the Nile
But water is still available
You have stolen my honour
But honour is irrecoverable
You have stolen thirty years of my age
Prisoner in your cage
You have stolen the milk of the boy
You have stolen his toy
All his joy
And you have stolen the smile form his mother's face
You have hurt all the human race
You have stolen the freedom of the nation
You have stolen the whole generations
Tou have stole their aspirations
You have stolen the dreams of every couple
Planning their marriage
But you plan the miscarriage
To terminate their hopes
In city or in village

And you still discourage
And crush everything under your foot
Under your dirty military boot
Ah, you have spoilt the happiness of this generation
You have stolen the dreams of the nation

But they have revolted
And filled up the streets with their voices
With TASQUT BAS......
And they will never bargain for their freedom
And will never listen to your lies any more
They will knock and hit with force at your door

And to hell you will go
Then all their dreams will come true
All their dreams will come true
Their dreams will come true