Red sails

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Red sails

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Pauls Shalita Assyrian
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More than 300 souls roamed around the sad Iraq map,
And red sails roaming the streets and roads,
Light up revolutionary barricades,
And shouting like lightning,
To bring down pagans candles from power,
Whenever they talk about false promises of change,
Whenever thunders hit,
A gale storm from central Iraq
And to the south it displaces idols,
Revolutionary barricades laugh from a restaurant
Hanging gardens in Tahrir Square,
Where’s the escape, killer,
Cowardly sectarians,
Sixteen years of rule,
You destroy, the blood of the people you drink,
And you are still above the pulpit gossip
Like prostitutes without morals and literature!
Are sails of blood floating around
Red barricades,
To illuminate the map of Iraq,
And expel their dark darkness forever,
Red sails roaming the streets and roads,
The good news for all Iraqis,
That the mullahs’ regime and one million Ali Baba,
It’s autumn to fall off their heads,
Yellow in garbage relic?
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15/11/2019 / Canada

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