"Wee wee wee wee wee wee", that’s how my day started.. I opened my eyes this morning to the police cars surrounding my block.. A few minutes later I found out that this construction site near us was roaring with its workers’ screaming.. Why? They want to be heard! They were on a serious strike.. Something ain’t right & I don’t know what that is.. All I do know is that some hams won't do it for them..
I thought to myself, is there anything I could do? And the answer was a definite NO.. So I felt like translating the lyrics to some arabic kinda song (not very much of a song) that I cherish & dedicate it to all my angry mad moros out there..
"If you’re unable to smile,
Don’t tear up & don’t you cry..
& if you’ve got nothing but your heart,
Don’t fear anything, you’ll live & won’t die..
& if you’re asked: “where has your eye’s sparkle gone?”,
Don’t you hide, tell them the flaw isn’t mine, it is the light’s..
And I’m not into darkness, nor did I disappoint the light..
There will be a way for the light to sparkle in my eyes,
& there will be a way for the laugh to come from where it lies,
It won’t harm nor will it hurt.."