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By Yusra Al-Ayoubi
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Act One Scene Three |
Act One - Scene Three (Satan is sowing dissention. He rented a palace in Jita cavern. We hear the roaring of water. He is holding a meeting. His council are all masked. He as an eagle, his prime minister is an owl, his head of army is a wolf, his councilor is the scull of Delphic soothsayer, his victim is a lamb ornamented with gold. Satan sits round a table , on his right the map of Lebanon, on his left a heap of gold. He sings … laughter echoes) Satan My goods are eyes that watch Your movements Dragnets to suppress your breath Black caverns and bats Spiders in their webs Magnetic tapes to unveil secrets Gold to buy conscience Tasty drinks with poison Daggers drop blood Come always from behind Not in front In darkness by suppress Oil that burns Bombs that shell cities Without a cause or pity Destroy palaces and buildings Over women, children Ant leave structures waist land No gardens ,no trees , no flowers Ha, ha, ha. Ha, ha , ha.
My career I thoroughly know To plant fear, to swell breasts Between the planes and mountains Between the cross and crescent Tear them to hundred sects Ha, ha, ha. Ha, ha, ha.
To Moslems I say You brave men Nothing have left you the Gentlemen Offices, missions, trade Are exclusively theirs In administration they are lords They left you nothing but trash When I see Christians I say in statistics Their number increased by Palestinians Their power aggravated by terrorism Their resistance will beget To your country turmoil punishment That threaten stability and oil Armed they will subdue By their power the republic When Guerilla reign No democracy, no place for you You’ll go back as in the past To persecution, To slavery at last Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha!
My speech enters The ears and stings When I sit cross-legged In the meetings I become a friend and judge I dissent, but nobody gathers When one day Reconciliation prospers My speech remains In the heart to sting Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha! |
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