On Poptropica Where Is The Phonograph

Ibtissem


During a holiday, near Monastir,
Among many pictures and other memorabilia,
Sun, and walks, discoveries and pleasures,
I remembered the beauty of a smile.

Woman Smart, multilingual graduate,
For the world around them, always interested
Eager to explain and reveal us
The charms of this place we can only love.

But sometimes in your eyes, a shade of sadness clouded
you say, kill the joy,
When you address, always address
expectations, the hopes of all youth.

What future? Fear of celibacy
controls police and purchasing power, corruption and censorship
. But today I think
What you thrown into a noble fight.

In these times of turmoil, where have you been?
I see you, a pure heart, these people face helmeted
who bludgeon and kill these young rebels,
Shake the standard of your freedom.

Galloping here and there in groups barricades
Denouncing so many years of censorship, harassment,
Your black hair loose, braving the gunfire,
Or arrogant crowd, perched on a platform.

But who am I, me, here, to rattle on so?
A tourist from Europe who took
your country for a very convenient area to stay cheap?
No, just a fan who speaks to you as a friend. How

not understand your animosity
face of our Heads of State, full complicity,
Loans to overlook, vile facilitated
Preserving, supposedly, stability!

Human rights are only dreams chimeric
When interests are themselves economical!
And for their constituents, a Maghreb peaceful
is the promise undue Holiday seraphic ...

But today is that you hold in your hands,
This incredible opportunity to chart a path bordered by fragrant
massive jasmine
While preserving the freedom of everyone.

Especially be careful, do not be dimmed.
Know that valuable this is freedom.
is a fragile child, so coveted, it will
every day, jealously guard.

From Douz Monastir, Tunis, Kairouan, Tunisia
The people drove these
peasants who hope in life that power and money.
Firstfruits in this world, a big bang?

Now you can laugh, sing and talk.
Enjoy the moment, life regained.
But it will take time to start over,
Building a new sustainable society.

Postscript:
But above all, to conclude, as I am greedy,
of Makrout of Turkish delight, jams, almonds,
Do not fall too in all these offerings,
At the risk of paying a dividend one day!

January 2011