Glory be to God
I'm Arab ....
I was born in Mesopotamia
And swam from the Tigris River to the Nile River
My grandfather is a murderer in the battle of Hittin
A Christian woman married from Palestine
My grandfather died and liberated Palestine
My grandmother went to Jordan
After the death of Saladin
I lived in Iraq with my uncles together
And when I grew up
I came to Damascus or nostalgia
I received the science
I saw the gardens of roses, cork and jasmine
I returned to my family in Iraq
The war divided them all
I came to Jordan
And prevented me from entering the British
I went to Egypt and fought in it
Muslim Brotherhood
Where are you, my grandparents?
O you who liberated Palestine
I am an Iraqi Palestinian, Jordanian, Syrian, Egyptian
Muslim Christian Kurdish supreme
Syrian writer and poet
Where are my cousins and brothers?
The war broke out all over the country
And I seek them among the servants
I am from the tribe of Ai villains
I do not know fear like you slaves
I love science, dignity and country
I look for my family in the whole country
You killed Bilqis of Iraq in Lebanon
You left my family in Iraq and the Levant
You killed every scientist in the country
You destroyed all the pastels and fields for slaves
I am looking for you, my loved ones
I cry over my family and my country
What did Israel do to you?
I destroyed you and changed the maps and all the laws
Changed history and geography
Religion was replaced
And occupied the minds of the Arab world
She murdered all Arab youth
Looking for my great grandfather
And my grandmother or the mother of the boys
I look for the history and history of all my ancestors
I
Iraqi Palestinian Syrian Jordanian Egyptian
They are all mine
And the land of my ancestors and my blind
And Ahli Arabi
Where are you, Arabs
You became the people of wonder
You sell yourself to the enemy without a reason
And kill some of you every day, wonder
They changed geographical maps
They replaced religion and history
You are the reason
And forgot Saladin and Arab tournaments
We are all Arabs
We are all in the religion of Arabs
We are all in history, geography and Arab civilization
Has language become the cause
What a surprise
Take care of your sleep
Where is my grandfather?
Where are the Arabs?
Where are you, Iraq, my beloved country?
Where are you, Damascus, my beloved mother?
They killed Jasmine Gardens
And made the Arabs homeless on the streets of Berlin
They made us like herds are homeless
And tore up all the Arabs
Look for yourselves, Arabs
Why all this wonder
Iraqi Palestinian Syrian Jordanian Egyptian
And all the Arabs
They are all my parents and my cousins are free
We are all of the same proportions
From the tribe of Tayna
Rest from your sleep, you bastards
Do not kill Joseph, brothers of Joseph
They are Jews
You are an Arab
Love some of you and love your country
And unite you Arabs
Neither Israel nor an American loves Arabs
Abu Jahl and Abu Lahab
They hate Arabs
You, my family, my brothers and my family
Ok Arabs
I am an Iraqi Syrian and an honorary and proud
From the tribe of Tai, my pride and literature
Where are you, my loved ones?
I'm bored with the threshold
Tired of thresholds
The poet Doctor Abdo Abdul Karim
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