Another New Sabras And Shatillas In A New World Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

Another New Sabras And Shatillas In A New World



Butchers with hatchets or With smart missiles, There is no great difference Simply because both have the appetite To kill and to suck as much blood as they can, History repeats itself, but In different shapes and in different forms, We have from the previous Sabra and Shatila The meanings of to be or not to be, Today we're witnessing greater massacres of the age Against a tiny city with the whole of its people, No surrender to any aggression, Whatever the costs might be, High or low, To be means to resist and to remain alive until achieving A greater victory or To die as a martyr, There is no in-between, Either victory or martyrdom, Massacres and genocides will not stop because butchers are Breeding butchers, Defending oneself and one's land will not stop As long as these women can give births to many great men, so Life versus aggression anytime.

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