Sunday, November 16, 2008. Honor and The Young Soldier. Honorable soldiers, in the field. Death and danger, they do not yield. Standing tall, ready to fight. Not slowing down, they feel so ready. Into the Blackhawks, the adrenaline sets in. As they fly ever closer, to this God-forsaken land. With explosions sounding, like never-ending rockets.

What has happened to humanity? Or better yet, where is humanity? I wonder this as I watch our world,. Our world that has been hurting deeply by the brutality,. The pervasive brutality that has harmed so many.

Let me wow you with my words. I am the leviathan, the serpent of the sea;. With skin like blood fire, with a heart as hard as a millstone,. With breathe as foul as death, with one head but many many babbling demons. That all scream out; some father you are, some lover, some friend, some man,. Some bother, some christian. I am the false prophet. I have lies so clever they sound like truth, I am the silver tongue man. I have hands so bleached white like snow.

I created this page in order to provide readers with poems from the Arab Nation translated into English. Later, I decided to add poems that were written in English as well. I will continue to add poetry as time permits. Other sites by Nabila Harb. Poems of the Arab Nation. Poems of the Arab Nation in English. Culture and Customs of the Palestinians. Friday, May 28, 2010. You will not hear me scream,.

About Poems for the Writing. Read the skies for storms. Hold fast to your breaking heart, darling. The sky is a velvet black,. Stallion stampeding stopping for no one. Tossing thunder like children throw tantrums.