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أبتاه ... رسالة في ليلة تنفيذ الإعدام
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Injustice is exceeding the limit and transgressing against creation
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The ugliest kind is the oppression of those who have no helper but God
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Omar bin Abdul Aziz said
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Beware of oppressing those who can only defeat you through God
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Injustice in this world is injustice to those who commit it
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The Prophet, may God bless him and grant him peace, said
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Fear injustice
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Injustice will be darkness on the Day of Resurrection
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Oh this
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I went to the souls of the oppressors for what they wronged, but the shame remained
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They went to the house of punishment, and someone else owned the house
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They were free from torment in the bellies of those stones
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There is no helper or comforter
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No companion or neighbor
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The poet Hashem Al-Riffa wrote this poem
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On the tongue of an oppressed person
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He sent it to his father on the night of the execution
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Father, what might my daughter do?
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The rope and the executioner are waiting for me
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Father, what might my daughter do?
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The rope and the executioner are waiting for me
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This book is coming to you from a prison cell
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A walled rock wall
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There was only one night left for me to live
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I feel that its darkness is enough for me
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It will pass, Father, I do not doubt it
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This and then carry my body
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The night around me is deadly quiet
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Memories pass through my mind
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My pain guides me, so I seek my comfort
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In a few verses of the Qur’an
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And the soul between my wings is transparent
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Humility prevailed in her, Fahzkani
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I have lived to believe in God
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Only recently did I taste the joy of my faith
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The silence is interrupted by the ringing of chains
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The jailer's fingers played with them
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From a window in the door he watches his catch
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He returns safely to Al-Durwari
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I don't feel any right to it
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What did we do that my grudges touch him?
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The prisoner there in his shackles cried
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And the blood of the martyr will meet me here
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And the drops continue to fall after him
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A torrent followed by a deluge
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Father, if the morning comes in the vicinity
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The sunlight illuminated my place
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It welcomed the ages among its branches
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A new, bright day
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I heard that there was a cloud of optimism
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It takes place in the mouth of the dairy seller
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And there came a knock on our door as usual
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Jaldani will knock on the prison door
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Then I would be swaying for a while
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In the rope tied to Al-Eidani
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I don't want you to live broken
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In the crowd of pain and grief
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Your son is in chains
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He was led to death uncondemned
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So remember stories about the morning days
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You told me about my national passion
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And if I heard my mother wailing in the dagga
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Crying for youth, double my wealth
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She hides her regrets deep inside
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Didn't you hide it from the neighbor?
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So I ask her to forgive me
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I only ask for forgiveness from her
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I can still hear the ringing of her speech
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Her article is about mercy and compassion
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My son, I have become sick
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I have no skin left over my sorrows
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So my heart felt joy in searching for
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Halal girl, stop disobeying me
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She had one wish
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Oh good hopes and wishes for her
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Now I don't know what wings
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You will spend the night after Um-i-Bayjanani
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This is what I wrote for you, father
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Some of what happens with a thought is suffering
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And until we meet under the shadow of justice
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The sanctity of rulings and budgets
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And until we meet under the shadow of justice