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Death of Hope

Smoke of Battles
Black clouds,
obscuring the light of the sky,
carrying the smell of death that is spreading everywhere.

Genocidal crimes against the innocent ones,
men, women, children, the elderly.
Committed against them,
savage, barbaric, wild, bloody crimes,
against God, against humanity, against goodness.

Oh, the horror of the tragedy.
Bodies piled up in the streets,
in homes,
in hospitals that have ceased to function
and became mass graves,
testifying to the massacres that were committed
without shame or fear of God.

Oh, the great shame.
The world sees,
but unfortunately, it is silent,
as if it is empty of feelings.

A thousand mercies
upon conscience,
upon faith,
upon humanity,
upon goodness,
and upon peace.

In a world ruled by evil politicians,
executioners,
monsters with human heads,
their consciences justify massacres
for the sake of achieving their selfish, arrogant gains, 
And those who die, 
Just numbers in their selfish, satanic game.

Where is God?
Where are His angels?
Are their eyes blind to the shedding of blood?
Are their ears deaf to the cries for help from the innocent?

Or have they died,
buried in a distant space?

And we must say:
a thousand mercies
upon every hope for their mercy
for the oppressed,
in the genocides and annihilation? 

And nothing remains for us
but to mourn hope with them,
in the hearts of those who died,
waiting for the rescue of the sky that never came.
Their hope died,
as the conscience died in beasts
who look like humans but are not.

Fady Bouaz 
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Monday 21/7/2025 

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موت الأمل

دخانُ المعارك
سُحبٌ سوداء،
تحجبُ ضوءَ السماء،
وتحملُ رائحةَ الموت المنتشر في كلِّ الأرجاء...

جرائمُ إبادةٍ ضدَّ الأبرياء،
رجالٌ، نساءٌ، أطفالٌ، كبارُ السن.
تُرتكب بحقهم
جرائم وحشيةٌ بربريةٌ، همجيةٌ، دموية،
ضدَّ الله، ضدَّ الإنسانية، ضدَّ الخير.

يا لهولِ المأساة،
الجثثُ مكدّسةٌ في الشوارع،
وفي المنازل،
وفي المستشفيات التي توقّفت عن العمل
وصارت مقابر جماعية 
تشهد على المجازر التي ارتكبت
دون خجل او خوف من الله. 


يا لكِبر العار،
العالم يرى،
ولكن للأسف الشديد: صامتٌ
كأنّه خال من المشاعر. 


ألفُ رحمةٍ
على الضمير،
على الإيمان،
على الإنسانية،
على الخير،
وعلى السلام.

في عالمٍ يحكمه سياسيون أشرار،
جلادون،
وحوشٌ برؤوسِ بشر،
ضمائرهم تُبرّر المجازر،
في سبيل تحقيق مكاسبهم الأنانية المتغطرسة.
ومن يموتون، 
مجردُ أرقامٍ في لعبتهم الأنانية الشيطانية. 

أين الله؟
أين ملائكته؟
هل عيونُهم عمياءُ لا ترى سفك الدماء؟
هل آذانُهم صماء لا تسمعُ صرخات الاستغاثة من الأبرياء؟

أم أنهم قد ماتوا،
ودُفنوا في فضاءٍ بعيد؟

ويجب أن نقول:
ألفُ رحمةٍ
على كلِّ أملٍ برحمتهم
للمستضعفين.
في مجازر الإبادة والفناء ؟

ولم يبقَ لنا سوى
أن نرثي الأملَ بهم،
في قلوبِ من ماتوا،
ينتظرونَ نجدةَ السماءِ ولم تأتِ.
ماتَ معهم أملُهم،
كما مات الضمير في وحوش
تبدو بشراً وليست بشرًا.

فادي بوعز
جميع الحقوق محفوظة ©️
الإثنين 21/7/2025 

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