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    Oh land of Iraq .. Is there more?

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    Post by Rocky Mon 29 Mar 2021, 8:54 am

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    Oh land of Iraq .. Is there more?
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    Iraqis' relationship with death reaches the point of friendship (Facebook)
    Peace be upon you when you were, when you are, and on the day you are raised alive, peace be upon the martyrs, mothers, and proud palms, peace be upon the letter of the eye, the r, the alif and the qaf.
    When we were young students sitting in front of the blackboard, the teacher used to write the verse (every soul tastes death) with chalk, but he never wrote (every soul tastes life) These words taught us from childhood that our relationship with this (death) will not be merely a taste, but rather it may express friendship. .
    And in the Eight Years' War, this friend was knocking on everyone’s doors and visiting the homes of Iraqis without permission. Rather, even in the days of Ramadan, when the fasting people started their breakfast with the words (Oh God, you fast) while they were looking at the TV broadcaster reading the statement of the General Command of the Armed Forces, this visitor was overlooked. On them even from the television screens, and when the broadcaster concluded his statement with a saying (our losses were slight) we would smell the visitor through the eyes of our mothers, when our fathers flock to the landline to ask others about their children and their husbands, we were watching it through pictures from the battle shown by the television to disturb our sleep And he turns them into nightmares, and despite that controversial relationship between us, this friend refused to leave us, but he remained with us even in the years of the siege when he was looking at us while he was walking brazenly, and he chose a team to accompany him from premature babies in coffins designated for them to march in the streets. They were killed by the blackout and the siege. We were looking at the king as he led his entourage,We were standing on the sidewalks of the streets to bid farewell to these people, how harsh and painful the scene was, and although we had grown up with a graying head, and we thought that time was about to forget, our friend did not grow up, on the contrary, he grew younger and stronger, so he began to choose the time and time that he determined carefully and carefully. He rebelled against everyone, selecting his victims in a market or street, and on any bloody day or whatever he wanted, this death was no longer satisfied with the number of its victims, but rather increased greed, and at the height of our anger and sadness, when we used to admonish this land and say it didn’t have you satiated with this blood, then her answer came to us and whether From more?Insatiable, and at the height of our anger and sadness, when we used to admonish this land and say to it, Were you not satiated with this blood, then her answer came to us, and is there more?Insatiable, and at the height of our anger and sadness, when we used to admonish this land and say to it, Were you not satiated with this blood, then her answer came to us, and is there more?
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