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A War's Ruins

Everyone and even everything Are greatly turned into ruins... Every ugly war turns people into Dead corpses and the injured into Broken bodies anytime... Various junkyards are scattered Here and there for the left things... Ruins are greatly distributed and Even scattered to tell about the Size of any wars' big losses... I always tell that all winners and All losers are greatly losers... The battlefield is great and even Horrible in its extension and even in its great expansion with all of Its dark, absurd, and ugly images... Great losses happen on all fields Up to our inner feelings anytime... All wars are against our pretty wills Simply because most of us are against Wars anytime, anywhere, and even everywhere... ______________________________________________________________________
 
MOHAMMAD SKATI

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Havoc And Disorder Are Anywhere And Everywhere

We suffer from what's going on Around us anytime, anywhere, and everywhere... We look around and We only see unfamiliar images of Ugly wars and sufferings... We don't know what's Going on exactly... People don't know where to go... Floods accelerate our sufferings and Our pains increasingly... A lot of people drown While fleeing into the unknown anytime... We are drowning in our sadness and Our on-going griefs upon seeing Unfamiliar images of deaths and loss... We are all in a big loss, but We are unable to do anything... ______________________________________________________________________
 
MOHAMMAD SKATI

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Crying For The Dead People Anytime

We can not hold our tears For those who pass away everyday Simply because they are our dear and Loved ones anytime... Crying for those who pass away Makes us feeling their importance... We love to cry anytime Simply because we need to do so... We don't cry like kids, but We only cry for others' loss... We can not resist staying without Letting our eyes shedding dear tears... We need to feel others In some other ways anytime... Our tears are dear and They are greatly very expensive... Our real faces become running creeks for Those who pass away suddenly and calmly... We love others in their sadness and In their sad loss, so Our tears display our situation Anytime, anywhere, and everywhere... When we are very sad, then Our dear tears are our true headlines... We don't cry for nothing, but We have our own reasons to do so... ______________________________________________________________________
 
MOHAMMAD SKATI

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From The Start

From the start, she who describes the complicated concept of how she feels. Time trough time, as if he can’t behold the past memories as loss times of hope that never strikes back to see again. A German that spoke a very diligent way that describes the concept of what they already had made. “Dash we Sandlots in der Verlustfreude unwissend mit wurde, bihearted Gedδchtnisse, die bald vergessen mόssen.”(Whom location in the loss joy became ignorant with, bihearted memories, which must forget soon.) But he haven’t take forth the responsibility that devolution him in his past history. He tried to take one the chances of the new changes he might face with.
 
James Anderson

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