Shoot Away
The world can only be seen through the shades of corruption.
It's talent to carry life is drained, and nothing is made but death.
How can we live a life that can only let us die.
How can we live without the feeling of freedom crawling inside our skin.
Wake up
Scream out loud
Dance in the rain
Jump off a bridge.
Do anything other than wait to die.
Your guns don't scare us.
Shoot away.
We will die one way or anther.
We will shout and scream
until the world hears us fighting
or until we die with sore throats and choke on our own blood.
You can't silence us all.
You will eventually run out of bullets before the last one of us falls.
Shoot Away
I am not afraid.
Once I fall, thousands will take my stand.
I am dying for the world to change,
for families to live together like what became fairy-tales.
I am dying to know that your freedom will once again be in your own hands,
that it's not under surveillance every second of every day,
that it's not being stolen away by words written on fake paper and passed on as it it's word of God.
I will die so a child won't need to use his teddy bear to fight nightmares while he's awake.
Shoot so I can have the freedom to die by a choice I made.
-Nadin El.
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Revolution: Poetry collection
PoetrySeries of poems and short stories based on revolution, nationalism and my experience with Arab Spring (The 2011 revolution in the Middle East). It might change, but slow update. All Rights Reserved