Knowing of my love for your people Would you one day hang me Under an old oak tree Laughing off my swinging corpse As the way things should be? I wear my love As a badge of courage Though I have been discouraged And crucified before. I will show you Nail marks on the palms of my hands The wounds have healed now But my blood still soaks arid sands,
by Edna Yaghi
NewBornAssyria 2 years ago
NewBornAssyria 2 years ago
I used to work with Ninos Nirary, great man and funny as well.
Assyrianland 2 years ago