Listen to me sweetie!
Listen to me sweetie!
She looked at me and asked:
We have been struggling hard,
When will this struggle end?
I raised my eyes and said,
Sweetie, this will all end.
And then we shall all be free,
Like birds flying from tree to tree.
Our children will laugh and dance,
Their friends will sing with a prance.
No more injustice shall be done.
We will smile again and have fun.
It was past dawn with a new day.
That gave us hope with the first ray.
We knew the struggle was over.
We knew it made us even braver.
No day, no night lasts for ever,
poem by Omar Jabak
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