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Slaughter, blood and wars !!
Ahmed Seif Hashed
The Eid sheep that you nurtured and took care of, and lived with him day by day, and he became a close companion, why do they slaughter it?! On the day of Eid, I watched him tense and stuck in place like a board, refusing to leave his barn and leaving his family, who seemed to me with a high degree of anticipation and attention, as if they felt that some event would happen that they did not want to happen, while I was crushed with pain and suffocated by protest more than everyone..
I watched them stifle him and force him to walk, as if he was aware that he was going to slaughter and flay.. I watched him full of fear and dread.. My eyes monitored the situation, and she reproached and protested in silence that almost exploded, and crosses in the throat objecting to the reality of the situation, and I practiced against her what I could from Silent repression.
His eyes were terrified and terrified by a knife whose blade is holding the grip of the one who will slaughter him.. I saw him urinating twice in a short period of time in the same place.. his bladder is living moments of panic, and perhaps you are trying to protest as much as you can!! Moments later, I saw him wandering in the same place, the rope on his neck, and his tip clenched with another fist that prevents him from going two steps further from him.. Moments of anxiety, terror and confusion as he wanders around the place as if searching for a destiny to save him, and there is no escape from a knife on the day of the Muslim feast!!
The occasions of slaughter among Muslims are numerous, some of them are unavoidable and even obligatory, and some of them fall under the category of metaphor.. The knife here does not betray and does not turn, and there is nothing to change the situation, and it has become a night with the span of one hand.. There is no rescue verse here nor a miracle.. The truth has confirmed itself, there is no escaping it or escape.
I do not know how our ram knew that the knife was prepared and ready to be slaughtered. What do you know is that it is the target of it and that is the point.. This ram of ours has never seen a knife or even the blade of a knife.. The question still stuck in my mind like a piece of wood: How did he know that he was going to slaughter, flay and die? ?!! A state of terror and panic is similar to that of a rabbit that was slaughtered one day!! How burdened is this world with cruelty and pain?!
They would offer him water in large tin containers for him to drink before slaughter, while he refused, as if he was protesting against the fates and laws of this world, which might have seemed to him absurd and filled with grievances.. I was following the details of his movements and breaths.. He was living the moment as dense as it is.. I was helpless. About saving him.. it was for adults only, and I had no trick or decision..
My God..!! Why does this world prey on each other, even if the formula for this predation is different?!! Is it necessary that killing, blood and slaughter be an existential and necessary law, and there is no option more merciful or less painful than it?!! Why is this life broken and bloodshed and souls are lost in it..?!
Every animal has a feeling and a soul like us.. How cruel, absurd, and wasteful life seems.. Perhaps everyone has become a victim of laws that are definitely bigger than us, and we cannot change them.. Forest animals prey on each other, out of instinct, hunger, or compelling necessity?! But we humans can kill each other with unnecessary motives.. we kill each other out of foolishness, greed, or out of revenge.. and on top of killing each other, we kill creatures without us, to eat their meat with appetite and enjoyment..
As a child, it seemed to me that it was sore from the question, and with untainted innocence I saw the world very painful, and every chaos in this predatory world needs research or reconsideration.. Life would be better without killing, without pain and blood.. Leaving is sad, the living suffer more than the departed, Parting moments are perhaps the most painful, sad and unhappy moments..
Perhaps, as a child, I wanted to say all this and others through a lawyer on our behalf and on the creatures below us.. But there is no lawyer for oppressed souls, and the Eid ram has become a sacrifice in our entire history.. It is an inevitable destiny from the day Ismail ransomed the son of God’s prophet Ibrahim.. And when I grew up, I knew things Many, and I found something bigger and more..
I was torn from pain and sadness and our ram was being slaughtered, but I felt that I was the one who was being slaughtered more than him.. Then I ran away while they were slaughtering him, and I was possessed by rejection and bitter resentment, that the world is so ugly..
I was a child, and I did not think that my life would extend to sixty, and I watched more than ugly and terrifying.. wars and terrorism and people cutting the heads of people in order to draw closer to God, and to seek His forgiveness and pleasure.. Wars, killings, and grievous injustices that the mountains rooted in the depths of the earth cannot bear.. Foolishness is beyond foolishness.. Criminals who desire to kill, and stubbornly drown in blood in it, without feeling guilt or remorse..
I was not aware that the world’s money lords, and the merchants of wars and fires, make all those atrocities that exceeded all terrifying and terrifying.. I did not think that the hunger of the sex is greater than all hunger.. It extends and lives forever, without diminishing or weak erections.. I did not think that our future would be kidnapped and raped, and that our dreams would be hardened with such boldness, ugliness, and drowning blood.
I did not know that our homelands would be stuck and drowned in all this blood, and that a civilization and construction of more than five thousand years would be prolonged by all this destruction and devastation, and that death would mess with us with this amount of madness, and wreak on the earth all this corruption coming from humans and not from demons..
I never thought that we would witness wars like the dirty wars that Yemen has been witnessing for seven long years, and that I would live and see all this death, destruction and devastation from which a handful of criminals…
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