By Neba-Fuh
Your beautiful face comes out,
In a way you can't do without,
Words pierce, wisdom chills,
Guns trigger, blood spills,
In search of thee,
But always you flee,
And you'll show your beautiful face,
Only when justice will surface,
The Easterns claim you're old,
Like the sun 'cause of the faith they uphold,
Others think you're young,
But you live not among...,
Yesterday you fled from Mid-east,
Tomorrow you'll not be around for the feast,
'cause thou art mortal in the eyes of injustice,
But immortal in justice,
Come on, Princess, come on,
Before it's dawn,
And leave us not in pieces,
When our hope in you increases!
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