عالم بلا قانون هوغابة تتصارع فيها المخلوقات ليس يحكمها سوى منطق القوّة، فقانونها خليط من العنف والعنصريّة والتّعصب. أمّا العدالة والمصداقية فهما مبدأن منقرضان. ما يزيد الطين بلّة هو استخدام الفاسدين لهذين المصطلحين كذريعة لنشر الفساد ولتغيير قناعات الناس وأخلاقهم. حتما سيأتي اليوم الذي تنتصر فيه أصوات الشعوب العالية وتسود العدالة.
A world starved of law and order is no better than a rampant jungle, where predators thrive on the blood of their helpless prey. The more prey hunted, the more the vermin rise on the social ladder. As in that world, justice is extinct. It only lives on as a lie ready to justify the disorder and brainwash the masses into oppression. Yet ,we should keep fighting for our rights, in order to someday witness the dawn of a new, just, and enlightened world.
“Welcome to this world” The honey laced voice cracks a smile Ah! Such silky soft words Directed towards a robin With the façade of a child “Now then, shall we acquaintance you with fear?” The viper’s venom seems mild As that once angelic voice is pierced Though that bird is unlearned It isn’t the first to fall prey to the snake’s cheer Beneath the sun’s blazing heat, disciplined Ideology maneuvers the strings of ‘order’ The vessel of a world with no flaw Content with being “chaos’s” warder “Anything should be done to honor the lion’s claw” This blind obedience now imbued The igniting spark of a child’s patriotism Renewed---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- *Material should not be published in another periodical before at least one year has elapsed since publication in Whispering Dialogue. *أن لا يكون النص قد تم نشره في أي صحيفة أو موقع أليكتروني على الأقل (لمدة سنة) من تاريخ النشر. *All content © 2021 Whispering Dialogue or respective authors and publishers, and may not be used elsewhere without written permission. جميع الحقوق محفوظة للناشر الرسمي لدورية (هَمْس الحِوار) Whispering Dialogue ولا يجوز إعادة النشر في أيّة دورية أخرى دون أخذ الإذن من الناشر مع الشكر الجزيلYet through the truthful lens of a prism This fleeting hope was only reality’s manifestation Of the illusion struck blade, deception A creeping howl strikes As the moon sheds its ominous light Once claws, shining with pristine whites Turn to knives that butcher and fight “Welcome to this world” The venom hit bullseye On its target “You thought it to be flawless But search 6 feet through the dust You’ll find it the epitome of lawless”
