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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=464583" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Moon Of Truth Will Live Ever Behind</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=464583" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">(Written at the very night when Israel attacked the weaponless Palestinian) </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=464583" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">At the dawn of the night while standing on the roof, <br>I gazed at the full moon ascending imperceptibly in the sky; <br>It seemed as if smiling in the vacancy at the self-indulgent world.<br>A dark cloud obscured the face of the moon with a thick curtain, <br>It seemed wriggling to uncatch grips of the blackness.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=464583" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The cloud assumed the shape of a wolf: <br>A ferocious animal of the feral world whether eats or not, <br>Its mouth is ever blood stained, <br>In an instant the cloud assumed the form of a shark<br>Swimming into the ocean of murkiness fearing least the contestants.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=464583" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Through the patches the stars shone far high above <br>In their own world unconcerned to the happening, changes, <br>And lives claiming afflictions. <br>Then the shark of cloud assumed the image of a snake<br>Or lashing eel, dissipating at each moment <br>Into a misty substance and then into nothing.<br>The moon re-emerged with full grandeur, <br>Glorified smiling, challenging the dark images <br>To apply their strength.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=464583" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I came down with confounded heart, smoggy thoughts, <br>And began to behold telecast of a T.V channel.<br>I viewed thundering cannons, exploding explosives, <br>The spurting rockets leaving behind the trails of smoke, <br>Missiles lacerating air, journeying to the marked targets, <br>The tanks moved onward in formation<br>Like tortoise-shaped ghosts of metal, the sightless fighter jets <br>Dropped bombs on the thickly populated spots, <br>The buildings stood all shredded, shattered, <br>And the inhabitants ran in helter-skelter <br>At the cold pitiless night to seek the safe harbours; <br>The women scampered embracing the kids <br>Who hardly knew the cause of confusion, <br>The ambulances brought shredded bodies bathed in blood, <br>The limbless children were laid, lined up in queues <br>But all motionless; the injured tossed on the first-aid tables, <br>They reacted on each dropp of brackish medicines on the wounds.<br> <br>The whole drama was staged just to win the elections <br>Or to restore the lost kudos, the spectators and pioneers of peace <br>Were on the armada stationed in the sea, <br>To monitor the game and endow them with the logistic support<br>Against the weaponless to apply the strength of weapons; <br>While the clouds of smoke were rising high assuming the shapes, <br>Of ferocious animals either of shark, snakes or lashing eels<br>Destined to dissipate into the spheres.<br>The moon of truth will live ever behind with full grandeur, <br>Glorified smiling, challenging the dark images, <br>To apply their strength.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Muhammad+Shanazar">Muhammad Shanazar</a></strong></div>