Why I have not written for a long time? I was too busy living ... or just to be little that I did not know what to say, what to write, what to scream, yell anything ..
Revolution Chapter 1:
Tunisia, my Tunisia, a country which has always given everything, and so given this country that I never closed its doors, the country that gave me a nationality, the country I love so much, and all the martyrs who have died, thank you, thank you for everything you did for us, thank you for giving your life pourqu'on can speak, so we can enjoy Our Tunisia Tunisia
our free
Whirlwind, whirlwind, a whirlwind of thoughts, a flood of feelings, sensations, I do find myself more, I do not know what to say, I do not know what to think, I do not know what to say or silence ...
Chapter Rached Ghannouchi:
fuck you, fuck you, you shall not steal our revolution, you shall not steal the blood of our martyrs ...
For the right to speak for freedom, for right to kiss or to pray for the right to get drunk or feed her soul spirituality, for the right to take drugs or read the Koran ... to all those rights and many others, for the right to life, Ghannouchi and your band backward, you'll get screwed, they're typing your Islam, your extremism is not wanted for the giant step backwards .. you like we do, fuck you ...
Chapter lili:
Lili, you were so beautiful, you were so young, and god was stolen from you, god has stolen your youth was stolen from you to your god family, I remember you, you walk the streets of our neighborhood, a backpack that fell on his buttocks on the way to school, your beautiful blonde hair and your smile ... "inna laza2iroun Laha" here is what remains of you, a sentence that read these religious in taking your coffin to the cemetery, to the world of darkness, this phrase echoes in my head like an old music we listen to good morning ..
When I think of you, I hate God, yet I've never hated, but I lose my faith .. where are you? Do you remember laughter? Do you remember our summer evenings spent at the pool? Do you remember that Christmas Eve when you hold me my spoof on gangster hat with two balls? "Zid lun"'s your favorite phrase, not my lili, this time Manich bech nzid lun, I'll wear the color of mourning ..
Where are you? but what I mean? "Kollouna laza2iroun Laha, kollouna Laha Laha laza2iroun kollouna laza2iroun" ... Rest in peace
lili, if there is peace ...
Chapter
old man fucking
But why? Why? why at this moment, why me? why you? why at this moment? my car was stationary at a stop sign, why you hit me? why did you do as much speed on your motorcycle fortune without protection? why I have not left the house 2 minutes later? why you have not left your house 2 minutes later?
You've fainted and I thought you were dead .. and 5 minutes after you get up, but you lost the use of your legs forever ... why, but why putin?
Putin in January, fucking Earlier this year, you spoiled me well, thank you, thank you, thank you very much!
