Saturday, September 1, 2012

POETS of PROTEST

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  1. What’s Wrong with the President / ماله الريس بعد دا كله

    I never fret, and will always say
    A word, for which, I am responsible
    That the president is a compassionate man
    Constantly, busy working for his people
    Busy, gathering their money
    Outside, in Switzerland, saving it for us
    In secret bank accounts
    Poor guy, looking out for our future
    Can’t you see his kindly heart?
    In faith and good conscience
    He only starves you; so you’d lose the weight
    O what a people! In need of a diet
    O the ignorance! You talk of “unemployment”
    And how condition have become dysfunctional
    The man just wants to see you rested
    Since when was rest such a burden???
    And this talk of the resorts
    Why do they call them political prisons??
    Why do you have to be so suspicious?
    He just wants you to have some fun
    With regards to “The Chair[1]”
    It is without a doubt
    All our fault!!
    Couldn’t we buy him a Teval[2] Chair?
    I swear, you mistreated the poor man
    He wasted his life away, and for what?
    Even your food, he eats it for you!
    Devouring all that’s in his way
    After all this, what’s wrong with our president?

    [1] Power

    [2] It’s common knowledge among Egyptian housewives that kitchen appliances made of “Teval” never get food stuck in them.

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  2. Global change will come form the South, not the North.
    The wind of change is coming form the East, not the West.
    The sun wakens the new day form the East.
    It slumbers through the night of the West.
    The moon brings in a new tide to wash out the old.
    Sooner or later people of the world will have to decide.
    It is actually a simple choice.
    Socialism, or Barbarism.

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