The country of war is my homeland!

“From the Levant to Baghdad, from Najd to Yemen, to Egypt and Tetouan”... Our beloved anthem that has helped our tongues, strengthened our resolve, and wounded our throats, due to the excessive chanting of it whenever a limb of the body complains of a calamity, or another is afflicted with the fever of a setback, or a third nation conspires against it, as eaters conspire against their dish.

We are no longer able to count the calamities that have befallen the nation, as its share of the fire of friends has exceeded what it has received from the shots of enemies.

The goals scored by opponents and enemies were due to miscalculations, poor judgment, recklessness, arrogance, cracked defenses, and scattered shots, more than they were due to the skill of their attackers, the accuracy of their shots, and the intelligence of their coaches.

The hadith of the Chosen One remained our companion and the spur to our hearts in our sympathy, affection, and compassion, until the time came when there was not a limb left without complaining of the changing circumstances, the vicissitudes of conditions, and the difficulty of the question that left the forbearing person perplexed.

Stop the genocide now..!