The goal of love, peace – in fact – ✍️ Yasser zain al -Abidin, the lawyer

Human association with its homeland is purely and emotional ,,,

His love for him is a love story that abundantly inspires rain ,,,,

A seed, God sown him in the soul, was affected ,,,,

Do not mix with fertilizers, no aperitifs, for pickles,

It is a tyrant like the Nadia sea like the bouquet rain ,,,,

Al -Watan or Raoum, we warm it from winter ,,,,,

We go there from the burden and the exhausting life ,,,,

He refers to fatigue, suffering from very strong patience ,,,,,

In this document, we laugh if the calamities exceeded and increased ,,

We walk in his land, Nesher in his eyelids ,,,,

But a person always exaggerates, boys and rupture.

He gets out of the natural path with commitment,

It increases the dust of the struggle of Azli each time it overwhelms ,,,,,

Low, the self, the self, continues to grow ,,,,

People dispersed the dispersion and the fragmentation categories ,,,

They disagree, the contradiction becomes a reality ,,,,

According to the beneficial, the most worthy or the best is a relative question ,,,,

Everyone is rooted in their idea despite their impurities ,,,,

He imposes his power to continue to govern any understanding ,,,

Most people do not concern the nature of the conflict ,,,

They do not know the names, no sites, no ideas ,,,

They know their simple walkers, without complications ,,,

Their fields of their animals are their birds.

The earth with it of its foam, onions and its holiness ,,,,

Ali is signed a pillow thrown with a little time

He does not know (thread), nor (munqeh) or (barma) ,,,

What (Hamdouk) wants why and its agendas came ,,,,

Simple needs, small honest ideas ,,,

Dreaming of a coil until the sun sun rises ,,,,,

Bushra al -nour is overwhelmed with darkness, and you lift it,

He does not want the fire to be alienated to be recourse and displacement ,,,,

Neither fear nor threat in the night of the night ,,,

There is no pressure for him the night of alienation ,,,,,

He bites the pillow, returns to dear memories ,,,,

Damn the generalized human ambitions without law ,,,

The spark is burned and transformed it into fire.

Do not preach experiences, history does not read ,,,,

Adjust ideas, concepts and scales ,,,,

When the war puts its ministers, are we going to do it?

We must learn from our experiences and today ,,,,,

Let us keep it so as not to grab us ,,,,

Do not spoil a plot, greed or partisanry ,,,,

We did not love ourselves as it should be ,,,,

We did not love each other ,,,

If we did, we would not have been in this miserable situation ,,,

Is it not (the goal of love, peace) ,,,,







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