Verse Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBBC DEDD FGHI JH KLMNO PQF RST NU VW SXEYZ A2B2 C2D2 E2F2G2SH2AI2J2K2AL2L 2M2SG2G2 N2G2O2A2O2 MDG2G2 G2G2G2G2G2MP2G2FG2G2 FF Q2SG2SG2FFFFO2IG2SG2 G2G2G2SG2SG2G2N2G2 Q2R2G2 FG2G2S2 SLFG2SG2O2G2 SDG2G2G2SSG2O2G2G2G2 G2G2SSDSO2| Friends | A |
| The old word is dead | B |
| The old books are dead | B |
| Our speech with holes like worn out shoes is dead | B |
| Dead is the mind that led to defeat | C |
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| Our poetry has gone sour | D |
| Women's hair nights curtains and sofas | E |
| Have gone sour | D |
| Everything has gone sour | D |
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| My grieved country | F |
| In a flash | G |
| You changed me from a poet who wrote love poems | H |
| To a poet who writes with a knife | I |
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| What we feel is beyond words | J |
| We should be ashamed of our poems | H |
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| Stirred by Oriental bombast | K |
| By boastful swaggering that never killed a fly | L |
| By the fiddle and the drum | M |
| We went to war | N |
| And lost | O |
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| Our shouting is louder than our actions | P |
| Our swords are taller than us | Q |
| This is our tragedy | F |
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| In short | R |
| We wear the cape of civilisation | S |
| But our souls live in the stone age | T |
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| You dont win a war | N |
| With a reed and a flute | U |
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| Our impatience | V |
| Cost us fifty thousand new tents | W |
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| Dont curse heaven | S |
| If it abandons you | X |
| Dont curse circumstances | E |
| God gives victory to whom He wishes | Y |
| God is not a blacksmith to beat swords | Z |
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| It's painful to listen to the news in the morning | A2 |
| It's painful to listen to the barking of dogs | B2 |
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| Our enemies did not cross our borders | C2 |
| They crept through our weaknesses like ants | D2 |
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| Five thousand years | E2 |
| Growing beards | F2 |
| In our caves | G2 |
| Our currency is unknown | S |
| Our eyes are a haven for flies | H2 |
| Friends | A |
| Smash the doors | I2 |
| Wash your brains | J2 |
| Wash your clothes | K2 |
| Friends | A |
| Read a book | L2 |
| Write a book | L2 |
| Grow words pomegranates and grapes | M2 |
| Sail to the country of fog and snow | S |
| Nobody knows you exist in caves | G2 |
| People take you for a breed of mongrels | G2 |
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| We are a thick skinned people | N2 |
| With empty souls | G2 |
| We spend our days practicing witchcraft | O2 |
| Playing chess and sleeping | A2 |
| Are we the 'Nation by which God blessed mankind' | O2 |
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| Our desert oil could have become | M |
| Daggers of flame and fire | D |
| We're a disgrace to our noble ancestors | G2 |
| We let our oil flow through the toes of whores | G2 |
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| We run wildly through the streets | G2 |
| Dragging people with ropes | G2 |
| Smashing windows and locks | G2 |
| We praise like frogs | G2 |
| Turn midgets into heroes | G2 |
| And heroes into scum | M |
| We never stop and think | P2 |
| In mosques | G2 |
| We crouch idly | F |
| Write poems | G2 |
| Proverbs | G2 |
| Beg God for victory | F |
| Over our enemy | F |
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| If i knew I'd come to no harm | Q2 |
| And could see the Sultan | S |
| This is what i would say | G2 |
| 'Sultan | S |
| Your wild dogs have torn my clothes | G2 |
| Your spies hound me | F |
| Their eyes hound me | F |
| Their noses hound me | F |
| Their feet hound me | F |
| They hound me like Fate | O2 |
| Interrogate my wife | I |
| And take down the name of my friends | G2 |
| Sultan | S |
| When I came close to your walls | G2 |
| and talked about my pains | G2 |
| Your soldiers beat me with their boots | G2 |
| Forced me to eat my shoes | G2 |
| Sultan | S |
| You lost two wars | G2 |
| Sultan | S |
| Half of our people are without tongues | G2 |
| What's the use of a poeple without tongues | G2 |
| Half of our people | N2 |
| Are trapped like ants and rats | G2 |
| Between walls ' | - |
| If i knew I'd come to no harm | Q2 |
| I'd tell him | R2 |
| 'You lost two wars | G2 |
| You lost touch with children ' | - |
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| If we hadn't buried our unity | F |
| If we hadn't ripped its young body with bayonets | G2 |
| If it had stayed in our eyes | G2 |
| The dogs wouldn't have savaged our flesh | S2 |
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| We do not want an angry generation | S |
| To plough the sky | L |
| To blow up history | F |
| To blow up our thoughts | G2 |
| We want a new generation | S |
| That does not forgive mistakes | G2 |
| That does not bend | O2 |
| We want a generation of giants | G2 |
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| Arab children | S |
| Corn ears of the future | D |
| You will break our chains | G2 |
| Kill the opium in our heads | G2 |
| Kill the illusions | G2 |
| Arab children | S |
| Don't read about our suffocated generation | S |
| We are a hopeless case | G2 |
| We are as worthless as a water melon rind | O2 |
| Dont read about us | G2 |
| Dont ape us | G2 |
| Dont accept us | G2 |
| Dont accept our ideas | G2 |
| We are a nation of crooks and jugglers | G2 |
| Arab children | S |
| Spring rain | S |
| Corn ears of the future | D |
| You are the generation | S |
| That will overcome defeat | O2 |
Nizar Qabbani
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