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Rebel despite the decline
Ahmed Seif Hashed
I began as a rebel, and I lived and am still a rebel to this day, and my life is fading into decline and demise.. The world revolves, and the circles revolve on the transgressor.. If I am gone, tomorrow I return with dawn, I come again, an unrepentant knight.. I teach generations how to be liberated from the culture and herds of slaves. .. How do you get used to rebellion, and how to refuse and resist.. It is full of rejection, and rebellion as long as I live.. I am alive and alive as long as I am still resisting.
Perhaps reality dictates waiting, or I bow to the storm until it passes.. Maybe I calm down a little, or take a break from a long war, and then I go back to finish what I started.. I don’t surrender myself to a tyrant who wants to domesticate me as a sheep, or I ride like a beast.. I am still resisting. With my awareness, molars and hands..
When injustice wants my silence, I say to him, “Silence is a shame,” and when the night asks me who we are?! I answer him, “We are lovers of the day.” I could die of suffocation or suffocation.
I refuse to be overwhelmed by injustice no matter how lavish or opulent it tempts me.. Anxiety of defiance roams within me like a lion in its cage.. I resist death in the iron-enclosed silence dungeon.. I reject silencers even if they are made of glass that drinks from the sparkles of the sun.. And if Maher made it of crystal and diamonds, and he made it as bright as Najaf..
And if I am forced to be silent for a moment, the range inside me is full of noise and clamor.. and if I slip into myself in a moment of weakness or weakness, my conscience does not rest from the fierce war raging in my deep depths, until his victory resounds throughout the farthest reaches, and the snarling voice reaches the heights of the sky..
They said I am sick.. I said I own myself wherever I am and I am in charge, I do not accept to be a slave to anyone even myself.. I desperately refuse to be in a herd, or to be in the crowds as a ride.. I am free son of a free, it is not from my religion and my covenant is a slave and a master.. One day I will be a slave who will be dragged to the slave market.. I will not be a slave even if a prayer for slavery is a thousand prophets, and a prayer for slavery is a thousand verses..
In the darkened darkness my conscience was my star, and at the head of the ocean my conscience was the compass.. my conscience first before the ego.. before everyone and even if I was among them.. my conscience finds it difficult to be cowardly silence in the face of heavy tyranny.. an absurd world riven with bitterness and pain, and deepens in savagery every day..
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Unleash your voice oh citizen..Do not give in to the tyranny of criminal tyrants..And if fate has decreed that the iron-fenced prison must be used, then let your roar in the distance, and declare that you are free, son of a free man, even if you are a prisoner..Awaken the people with the roar of an unconquerable lion.. Release Your majestic and fearful voice.. affirmed your presence and protest, and informed the world that you are still alive and not dead..
I drink water with a grain of salt, or with the flavor of what you want.. I love the salty life with the taste of rebellion and struggle.. and the delicious achievement by excellence, and the uniqueness of pleasure.. Rebellion against the great delusion, so that you do not live plundered or oppressed and humiliated.
If you find the truth clear and clear, grab it and give up like a drowning person.. catch it with your hands.. bite it with your teeth and molars.. as big as the sky and do not bow to an oppressor.. do not accept humiliation even if he ascends you to the throne of Rome and Persia.. Resist those who want to humiliate you, or eliminate your existence.
Do not compromise..Do not compromise..Do not waive your rights..Do not continue injustice for a day, even if filled with a paradise of honey or bliss..Rebellion in your sunrise and sunset..Rebellion and if you live in the last moment of your life or your decline..Rebellion against this messing around all the time..
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