Locked up for reading a poem
Poetry burst from your lips unbidden
Escaping through clenched teeth
Rising like dawn;
Like crocus in spring;
Like crocus in spring;
Like 5,000 fists,
Waving on the streets of Bahrain.
Waving on the streets of Bahrain.
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"We are the people who will kill humiliation and assassinate misery We are the people who will destroy the foundation of injustice Don't you hear their cries, don't you hear their screams?”
Ayat al-Gormezi, poet
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