There Are Some People That

Your Love Taught Me To Grieve And I Have Been Needing, For Centuries A Woman To Make Me Grieve For A Woman, To Cry Upon Her Arms Like A Sparrow For A Woman To Gather My Pieces Like Shards Of Broken Crystal

Before You Came The World Was Prose. Now Poetry Is Born.

And The Writing Is Still : To You, With You, About You, Because Of You And For You.

Arab Children, Corn Ears Of The Future, You Will Break Our Chains, Kill The Opium In Our Heads, Kill The Illusions. Arab Children, Don't Read About Our Suffocated Generation, We Are A Hopeless Case. We Are As Worthless As A Water-melon Rind. Dont Read About Us, Dont Ape Us, Dont Accept Us, Dont Accept Our Ideas, We Are A Nation Of Crooks And Jugglers. Arab Children, Spring Rain, Corn Ears Of The Future, You Are The Generation That Will Overcome Defeat.

The Most Dangerous Heart Disease: Strong Memory