Truce
Hey Arabs of Hejaz
-come sit in the front
-and let us speak wise.
Let us sign treaty
-include everything
-manly and peacefully.
I give you what is yours
-you return what is mine.
Then, we live side by side
-with, without borderline.
I return your Allah and Islam
-you take back your words that
-have entered in my tongue…
I remove whatever is from your culture
-and somehow entered mine with your faith.
I will go and settle deep in my palaces
-you give back the looted, including carpets.
I will dance, drink wine, celebrate
-you go back, drink milk of camel.
I plant the trees of fruits everywhere
-you stick to rare palms and their dates.
If ever I come and see your area
-treat me as you should, and I must;
- "Guest, neighbour deserves best
-of shelter, reception and kindness."
Let us put an end to this nonsense:
- "As Arab and Muslim, I am the Caliphate."
Let us sit like mankind and sign some treaties
-hones and with respect, unlike what did Brits
-with chiefs of the true landowners; Indigenous!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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