The wide space felt so tight that there was no room for my wings..

Armies of injustice invaded my horizon and converted any light into darkness.

Our nests were torn apart and twigs were lost in the midst of all the chaos.

In a world ruled by war, driven by betrayal and hatred storming hearts, division and separation are now superior.

A war where its fire did not rage within the depths of its cannons.. but within people’s souls.

Till when..

Till when will I soar in fear and apprehension?!

Seeking safety and peace in a place where bombs and bullets hover right above the clouds.

Till when will I remain lost between ruins, ashes, and remains?!

Who can bring back the past , for our hearts have missed the sense of unison and security.

And who can plant the seeds of peace in our regions and bring back the doves’ prayers ?

When will the wounds of our nation heal.. the wounds  which bleed surrender and ooze with sorrow .

O warlords who initiated the war, stop and follow the path of the noble and dignified.

Enough with the torn families..

Our rivers have been replaced by tears, blood, and grief.

Enough with the demolished lands..

Our land has become a graveyard, and in every corner lie widows and orphans .

Stop with the immense oppression and remember that the hereafter is inevitable…

I’m a dove..soaring freely in the sky

Not asking for shelter, neither is my aim food,

My only desire is for peace to reign and prevail our land

And I go back to being a dove of peace.