Glory be to God I'm Arab ....By Doctor Abdo Abdel-Karim

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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