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By Yusra Al-Ayoubi
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Act One Scene Four |
Act One - Scene Four (a citizen and opportunist .. a street in a southern city) - Running, where are you running? - To the source of spring I am running - Running to fill your jars While the people are thirsty Jumping over the laws Sharing in all benefits To the poor are indifferent - Running we are running We don’t deny We are running The one who doesn’t hurry Is trodden by masses running No power will forbid us No morals to restrain He who leads us To the spring Thanks to him from dawn to noon He who’ll pay us Will hear the suitable tune Say about us what you say Frauds, swindlers Crooks, bribed, corrupt! We still be running Those who will not run By the masses will be Down trodden and run Chorus The world gathers We separate The world come together We alone rupture Tomorrow will wrinkle our faces Hatred will stamp our races Everyone a village Every village a city Every city a state Never to build homes Never to establish civilization Our mutual intimacy Why do we ruin A day after a day? Why we tear the one nation? (A Lebanese citizen picks a leaflet) Ahmad Today I awoke Early in the morning I saw on the outside threshold The same leaflet thrown (he reads) Our proud masses Christians and Moslems This is not a sectarian war This is not a class war This is a conspiracy To liquidate the resistance Of Palestinian Fedaiin To pass a peaceful settlement At the expense Of land and liberty This is a Zionist plot Rallied by opportunists And the Wasp embassy To liquidate the PLO To flee our nation, to besiege Fidaiin to annihilate them After black September By one final stroke Our proud masses Awake! Don’t let the conspiracy Win! To the satisfaction Of intruders, of conquerors A neighbor It’s true Do you forget what happened In the past a century ago Between Maronites and Druze Behind Maronites the French Behind the Druze the English Both instigating the sectarian war For one aim , to acquire The land of honey and butter? Chorus We remember, we who paid the price Cities destroyed, victims fell Gallows swindled bodies Swords cut throats Young men suffered In the jaws of death Instead of being free People lost their liberty Ahmad Who obeys orders Militias command Guns are lifted Barriers block the ways Mines are laid away Every one became revolutionist When he meets his neighbor Cries you are terrorist Neighbor Scandals are heard Hearts are in agony Killing became on the identity No favor, no rank However high your stature You find no esteem Let us leave the country We’re threatened in this realm Led by terrorism By indifferent law Of jungle new Ahmad Why the army doesn’t interfere? Neighbor This army isn’t an army Waiting for the victim to fall Ahmad Who is the victim? Neighbor We are the victim We have no arms We disgust arm career Ahmad We sympathize With our brothers Being fled from their homes Crushed by aggressive powers We offer sacrifices For their prior claim We weep for their pinnacle grief Neighbor But our homes became a target And graves to bury our families Why we are trapped in such collision Meant for our brothers To be ourselves homeless refugees? Chorus Come with us to arm Martyrdom is better Than shot unarmed By outlaws who pursue Our brothers to our homes Neighbor This isn’t our duty We are civilians not military Chorus You say army! Have we an army? In five June we had men Who bragged of our impotency Saying that the enemy With fifty lasses lured our army Men who wanted to rest To throw arms Drink wine and sleep In palaces defended By international troops We pay salaries For this ominous army Overseeing the sectarian Disturbance Ahmad I see my neighbor The world in our problem’s perplexed While we the owners Of this land, have no choice But to join the national Militia Or to immigrate Neighbor I prefer to immigrate Ahmad I’ll join the Militia To defend my country and home Chorus Our bullets are counted As well as the ordered errand Orders come always from up We are toys in its grasp The story is the same When many hands meddle They deliver us to Zionists |
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