Why do you brusch my hair
asked Anas to his daughter.
Because I love you.
Our silence, in front of horror, kill our spirit.
What order in the West countries can silence their pains?
People said that extermination camp nobody could know and imagine it
Today, we know and also we only watch images in the middle of our camera jail
While eyes of them, claim for their right of life
And we're driven to our paralysis to be exterminated
Feeling that this couldn't happen us, in our death throes
While the criminals live close in their armed fears
feeling that their only have cloudy days
and they have a god without mercy
They build lives on hate of different
smiles since their elimination
Who will be the next?
Wrote for Sham
tears that water
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