To whom do we initially affiliate
With whom do we really associate
We are missing such a common aim
We adhere to nothing. What a shame
Completely adrift, were made for surrender
Made to bow low to a lower pretender
Yielding up every thing weve been given
Living with the long odds of being forgiven
Of no avail boastful of our past brave
Still cheering the one in the grave
Who could ever become greater
We marched with him as leader.
Feeling rather hanged for losing face
Consent whole to scandal and disgrace
That apparently came to our doors
With a mere scaring out of force
Holy precincts clearly violated
Arab dignity deeply insulted
They vanished like a mist
Not a nightmare or a jest
Shall we stand up afresh ?
Wrestle those now poised to tarnish
And confronting peril lain
Elimination negligence prove vain
Will spring come to us again
Will Arabness rid us of pain?
To protect dignity violated
To restore land invaded
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem