When the bombing started...

Poem written by Saad El-Asha on Thursday 13, August 2020

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When the bombing started, They blamed me for my lack of activism. I was taken aback by spokespersons of the upper middle class, As they shared hashtags and words. Blooming, The memory of their martyrs Flourished in the English language, As they shared hashtags and words. Awake, The gate of myself Opened in my own language, As I shared my love privately.
   

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    #1

    IndecentAccidentIndecentAccident

    Brilliant poem. I'm always impressed by how well your poems flow, and the choice of words in getting your message across. Well done.
    Commented 29/08/2020 14:57
    #2

    Saad El-AshaSaad El-Asha

    Thank you. I appreciate this.
    Commented 31/08/2020 05:59
    #3

    kt6550kt6550

    I think this is one of your finer postings. Well done.
    Commented 15/09/2020 22:52
    #4

    Saad El-AshaSaad El-Asha

    Thanks, Kt. My old teacher.
    Commented 18/09/2020 02:55