It yearns to greet the light that shines from his eyes, <br />An Assyrian's, whose arms will rip the blackness that enshrouds its shrines, <br />Wiping the tears of its minarets with a hand-held flag, <br />With church-bells ringing for the pledge enthroned in his heart, <br />With olive trees thirsty for the words that pour from his mouth, <br />With songs of stone-throwers racing to fill his conscience with smiles, <br />For the villains of history will kneel to lick the dust beneath his strides. <br /> <br />This poem is dedicated for the warrior who with God's grace will deliver the Holy Land and its shrines from harm.<br /><br />Susie Gharib<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-assyrian-for-m-a/
