(zulm alel maidaan tahrir) <br /> <br />Do they think we have died? <br />And don't know who has lied? <br /> <br />They almost killed the fallen one. <br />They soon will know, when it's done. <br /> <br />Dragged the girls by their vests. <br />To expose body and bare breasts. <br /> <br />Cared not for the nakedness of our girls. <br />And the one with the gun bullets hurls. <br /> <br />Hit at their heads with feral blows, <br />in Egyptian's hearts the blood glows. <br /> <br />They ganged and teemed to simply kill. <br />Wrench from Cairo's crowds their iron will. <br /> <br />Like animals jumped, trod and stepped. <br />In those flashes in them the devil crept. <br /> <br />Pegged down tents like olden times. <br />On the sick and injured committed crimes. <br /> <br />You Tantawi! will never succeed. <br />At the hands of revolutionaries, bleed. <br /> <br />Like Ghadafi you too will dearly pay. <br />By end like an injured animus bray. <br /> <br /> <br />original <br />saadat tahir <br />17 Dec,2k11 <br />(Islamabad) <br /> <br />Exegesis: <br />Inspired by a well seen video of the shameful occasion. <br />http: //www.guardian.co.uk/world/2011/dec/18/egypt-violence-day-three<br /><br />saadat tahir<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/brutality-at-tahrir-1712-2k11/
