Must Write It

Who wills, can. Who tries, does. Who loves, lives!

2OOOM YA MASRY July 13, 2011

Filed under: poem,Poetry,Politics — mustwriteit @ 10:54 pm

Now that we finally rule ourselves
Life in my home doesn’t make sense
Our economy is going down
The value of our pound
Falls in a poor boys tummy
And doesn’t make a sound

With our neighboring countries going down
We don’t feel safe the screams are so loud
If democracy divides us in sects
Then maybe we don’t deserve our heads
We have to stay intact from the inside
And let by gone-s stay behind

The guillotine is now sharp
Ready for the heads of those
…Who made us starve?
Our whole system was corrupt
They’ll get what they deserve
Just leave it to the judge


Elect a president and end anarchy
Together lets save Egypt PLEASE
Its like we’re going up a hill
Lets not fall behind
It’s easy…
Be inventors we have the sun
We can use it to make our engines run

We have the Nile to grow food
And cotton to make the best suits
An industrial revolution
It’s about time
Let our pound like gold shine

With new schooling we can revive
We have the brains lets use them right
Is there hope for us or not
Ya masryeen stay strong!


Al-Aqsa March 6, 2010

A thousand tears I cried for Al-Aqsaa … I can’t think what I will do or how will I feel if one day I wake up and the mosque is gone!!

I keep picturing the day I stand before god and when he asks me what have I done to save this holy mosque, the holy place which we all long to pray in and all I have to say is I cried!

I am ashamed that no one is stopping what is going on. It’s not just the heritage we are losing, this is even more than the land of Palestine itself its a religion.

When the prophet (Pbuh) first prayed he looked toward the Aqsa and the night journey (Mi’raj) was also from the Aqsa…

We must do something for this mosque, we can’t stay and wait and say that god would create a miracle to save the place, for the time of miracles is long gone. In the Quran its written “إن الله لا يغير ما بقوم حتى يغيروا ما بأنفسهم” God does not change the condition of people until they change it themselves; so i wish that everyone would start with himself write something do something, try to make a statement. Make people hear what you have to say.

Take the issue personally this is a holy place in the land of peace it brings us all together no matter what our religion is we have to make a stand to save peace, to save history and most of all save humanity. Enough with war when it comes to god when it comes to a holy place…

I pray that soon there will be an up raising and a change! I don’t want the prophet to be disappointed of his people of us; he fought for a cause and we have to at least save what he spent all of his life teaching. He taught us to spread our religion in peace and when it comes to fighting we have to fight for our religion when its under assault. Lets not bring him shame and make him proud; and last but not least lets make god proud and show him how much we care and cherish him and cherish his religion.



Lying Angel! October 16, 2009

Hear and cheer the lying angel is here

Standing up giving a speech

Touring the world, “the change is HE!”

Using words playing with them

He thinks we are all suckers

Take his words, sleep on them

Believing and dreaming again and again

We are not animals and we don’t live in tents!

We have cable, computers and internet

We don’t only hear what you come and say

We watch and READ the news EVERYDAY!

Yea it’s a third world and yes we are poor

But we are not dumb and of that be sure

You promise us the sky

Think we are now addicted

And taking in your drugs we’re high

No we are not, at least not me

You are a fake, soon all will be revealed

You talk about Peace when you visit our land

Then go to the enemies, and shake their hand

Give them weapons to destroy “terrorism”

You quote Mandela but you will never be ANYTHING like him!

“Prolonged detention” is that what you want to do

Put us in prison for no good reason or even a clue

For how long? (Infinity)… you’re the devil himself!

At lease be smart and stop publicly contradicting yourself

Remember we have eyes and ears with them we can see and hear

We still have brains we are not mindless gears

We think, pray, eat and BREATHE!!!!!

I will shout and with the highest pitch I’ll scream

Leave us alone that’s MY LAND

Petroleum or gold whatever it is

Stay away or as we say “I’ll cut your hand”

We’ll fight for home till our last man

Open your eyes we are just defending

We are not the terrorists…

Because of what you do!!

I am sure all the countries hate you

Stop deceiving yourself the terrorist is YOU!

Making fallacies and speak only of lies

Get real a child can point them out!

Watch out or like Hitler you will be

Making a world war, the most hated man that’s what you’ll be

Even your great land will soon disappear

I can perfectly picture the day


I’ll throw my MIDDLE EASTERN SHOE in your face

(Just like the man did to BUSH the other day!)

All the arrows point to one man

… Yes that’s him. I am making a stand as of today!


One way! October 6, 2009

Life’s song played at the background

Light a candle to shine like the sunlight

The sand covers all the land

And a girl uses both her hands

To carve a crest on the side

Fill the sky with stars at night


A farm house in a deserted land

A linking road made with her flowing hand

With some flowers and a bench

Two lovers holding hands

That’s life and happiness


In a split second it could all just vanish

On the radio a trouble voice announces

The world is at war out of the blue

A girl looks up her life is doomed

Up there he is on a flight

To somewhere, she dies that night…


Comes to life a new born child

To fill a single wife’s empty life

A light of hope gives her a smile

A bomb is thrown and before it lives, it all dies!


Enemies shout and scream

No one cares but for their own needs

They turn heavenly earth around

Is that what they want; a living hell for crying out loud!!


Families wait, all night they pray

A letter gets to them one day

They don’t understand what it has to say

Will he come back, or is he dead?

The words just won’t get into their head


Holding the letter she’s twenty three

Seventy years of waiting

But where is he?

She waited her life away

Only when she closed her eyes united were they


The past dies and present arrives

Building new towers from the scraps they rise

Old problems die and people start to live

It’s no longer a framed picture on the wall

From the window everyone can see it all


A young girl by the window

The wind blows her hair

She cries and thinks life is unfair

In a blink her lover is ready and there

He’s in a suit and they unite

A baby boy comes to life

At the same window there is he

Like his dad a sailor; he says he wants to be


What she drew is all symbolic you see

Change is not always to the worse; only if we agree!

Hand in hand that’s how it’s done

Without peace a life can’t become…


One Tribe September 24, 2009

Filed under: music,Politics — mustwriteit @ 7:55 am
Tags: , , ,

It is simply AMAZING :)


Equality! September 23, 2009

Filed under: Poetry,Politics — mustwriteit @ 2:50 pm
Tags: , , , , , ,

Out at the desert I just can see

In the darkest nights a million stars above me

I can’t tell which is the northern star?

The only one from home I see

They are all so bright they dazzle me

If I live at the desert how great will that be

But I just remember in the sand live thing that would kill me

And without people it just can’t be

Back at home all drama the thought just suffocates me

The children in the street running with bare feet

From car to car a pound they seek

Or the woman with her child and the old man

All looking around in a race for money they beg and beg please

At that scene people look and still wave reluctantly “get a job”

Where are the jobs someone tell me

It’s a third world country

We’re poor that’s what they say

But with all the corruption, how cant they?

Those who rule with gold is sewed their sheet

And under their feet servants bend and smile fake-Ly

With all the oppression soon there will be

In just I while I know with them I’ll walk shouting

In the name of revolution you’ll all see

I hope they don’t kill but we know the hate would make them blindly

With the scraps they built their houses a guillotine will be

It is all so scary, I hope the victims won’t be you and me

Because they might think we used them and got up easily

Be a helping hand next time, we all want peace. Don’t we?

Give the people the right to be above the line of poverty

So just like the millions of stars in the desert sky

We can all shine brightly and have chances EQUALLY!

I want home to be the place I long to see


Nelson Mandela =]

Filed under: Politics,Quote — mustwriteit @ 2:17 am

I learned that courage was not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. The brave man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear..

For to be free is not merely to cast off one’s chains, but to live in a way that respects and enhances the freedom of others.

If you talk to a man in a language he understands, that goes to his head. If you talk to him in his language, that goes to his heart.

If you want to make peace with your enemy, you have to work with your enemy. Then he becomes your partner.

In my country we go to prison first and then become President.

It always seems impossible until its done.

Let there be work, bread, water and salt for all.

There is no easy walk to freedom anywhere, and many of us will have to pass through the valley of the shadow of death again and again before we reach the mountaintop of our desires.

There is no passion to be found playing small – in settling for a life that is less than the one you are capable of living.

When the water starts boiling it is foolish to turn off the heat.