Life is a black grave full of blood
The life is black The streets are blood The sky is red The rain is blood Love is death The hearts are black The books are blood The lines are sad The future is very bad The poetry is very black Reading is yellow blood The eyes are very red The way is a hell You will fail in a deep well. The room is black The seats are hell Beds are fire In Egypt or work shire In USA or France The fingers are blood The clothes are blood The telephone is blood The doors are blood The carpets are blood By blood the cars are washed By blood the letters are sent By blood the countries are ruled As I have body without head I have heart without a head The world I have read The hearts I have read The ladies I have read The kings I have read The presidents I have read The leaders I have read Shakespeare said Antara said Japan said Revolutions said Brazil says Norway says Prince of poets Said Israel and the oil said The past, the present and the future said If you want to succeed You must eat your brothers’ meat You must drink their blood You must be a lion You must be a killer You must be a fox You must be a seller To your blood To your ideas To your principles Or it will be stolen Before your eyes As life is a black grave Full of bones and full of blood عبداللطيف أحمد فؤاد غزالة السنبلاوين دقهليه مصر Egypt in 25/1/2012 |
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