From her window panes ,                                                                                              I feel that she looks at another                                                                                          World that looks greatly different                                                                                     From her pretty and wonderful world ...                                                                           Her eyes stare at others' eye just to make                                                                        A pretty link with all of those links around ...                                                                 She wants to know other worlds of people                                                                       From her lovely and wonderful window ...                                                                         All of her windows overlook in all directions                                                                Looking for rights things in people's eyes ...                                                                 That window that she stands behinds tells                                                                      About her real truth in her own world ...                                                                   She is looking for a pretty love or she is                                                                       Looking for something else almost missing ...                                                                Her eyes are windows that overlook amazingly                                                           And her world is another world of love .................

If mass ****** of innocent kids                                                                                      Anywhere and everywhere is a picnic,then                                                                  Our whole life gets lost in a big tunnel of darkness ...                                                    There is a crime and there is a punishment anytime ...                                                    If justice is not achieved on our earth ,then                                                                      God's justice is inevitable ...                                                                                            Innocent kids get perished for nothing and                                                                   We are merely on-lookers only ...                                                                                       We witness that there is something going wrong ,but                                                 Nothing will go in vain ...

كتير ناس                                                                                                                                بتلائي الواحد منون بيئول                                                                                                                انا و انا و انا و انا ...................................                                                                              و هو لاشي ...                                                                                                                           بس يمكن معو فرنكين                                                                                                                 و صار على راسو ريشة ...                                                                                                                     بئلو انت و لا شي ...                                                                                                                    علاك مصدي ...                                                                                                                              ما حدا احسن من حدا                                                                                                                       بس هيك الايام خلتنا                                                                                                                 نشوف هيك ناس !                                                                                                                     تفضل فرجيني انت شو عملت للناس !                                                                                             تفو على هاالايام اللي خلتنا نشوف                                                                                                  هيك عالم !                                                                                                                                صحيح اللي اختشوا ماتوا !                                                                                                             اليوم فوء الارض و بوكرا تحت الاؤض                                                                                         و يمكن ما حدا يئول الله يرحموا !                                                                                                   _____________________

If Winter has a heart ,then                                                                                              Its heart is February ...                                                                                                    I am not lying to anyone                                                                                                 Simply because that month                                                                                                 Is cold,cruel,and out of control ...                                                                                        As long as Winter is cold ,then                                                                                          February is the coldest page of it ...                                                                                 I feel greatly cold with everyday                                                                                         That passes slowly or quickly in it ...                                                                                 No one can challenge Winter's                                                                                       Authority or its son February                                                                                       Simply because one will inevitably                                                                           Losing one's bet sooner or later ...                                                                                   As I am experienced with Winter                                                                                   And its February , I admit its                                                                                          Authority with all I own anytime ...

We became like any ruins or any junkyards ,                                                             We were beaten to death ,                                                                                                  We were kicked out for nothing ,                                                                                    We were trodden upon violently ,                                                                                    We were deprived of our happiness ,                                                                              We were stripped of our real names ,                                                                             We were asked to keep silent ,                                                                                          We were slapped on our faces hard ,                                                                                    We were left hungry and thirsty everywhere ,                                                                  We were gunned down like birds ,                                                                                We were assassinated like in real movies ,                                                                    We were left homeless and displaced to die ,                                                            We were thrown like trash-bags in those ugly tents ,                                                 We were denied our basic things , but                                                                         We have only God ....                                                                                                       We have only God ....                                                                                                   We don't have anyone else except God ...                                                                    There is no else except God ...                                                                                     _____________________

A new Spring will be knocking at                                                                              Our doors                                                                                                                   Simply because that's the way with it ...                                                                   It always comes with a new laugh and                                                                      A new smile too ...                                                                                                         It beautifully throws itself                                                                                             In front of our eyes                                                                                                        Just to love it ...                                                                                                               We really love it in truth ...

I stare at its pretty cheeks anytime                                                                           Simply because I its fragrant smelling ...                                                                 That pretty rose is located among many                                                                   Other roses in our backyard ...                                                                                  Its red face radiates true love                                                                                      To me to tempt me to pick it anytime ...                                                                      I love to look at it beautifully and                                                                              I love to pick it to my loved ones ...                                                                              It's a pretty rose created by God                                                                                 To us just to see His wonderful Creation ...                                                           I love all roses and their pretty fragrance                                                             Especially after some light showers of rains ...                                                       _____________________