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May 1st


May 1st is the day
My baby gona leave me,
May 1st should my name be,
May 1st is the day
I should have been born!

May 1st is strong,
It is my favourite song
Of souls going blind
On the road of truth.

When you throw
Injustice on me
I will sing
The paper with my mind
And the workers will be one again
Like a raindrop walking
Naked by the river.

May 1st is the day
My baby going to leave me
Because my eyes is a dreaming
Revolution day hugging
My red flag,

O God, the revolutionary May 1st is coming
Bring the best in you
Because I was born for this day,
O I was born this way!

May 1st
I wanna sleep in your dream
Kissing each morning
By your side
Like a pregnant guitar song
Dancing in my heart

And squeezing tomorrow come,

It is time to recreate rapes mind
Of freedom land
To fly those words to my people hand
Louder than thousand alleluia cries.

The day this beautiful blue sky
Crying silver rain and
Golden starts falling
Like spring leaves dancing
On the tree, it is this our day…

My heart is an empty garden
A broken-winged bird,
A marching red flag in sky
And a dreaming revolution day,

Kariem Sila is the name,
February 28, my birth,
My body to the earth belongs
And my soul in eternity lies.

No one is pure enough
To command ours lives
Only God!

Free souls… blossom of May 1st.

I said
Free souls are yours and mine!



K.Sila



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"Images of the Global Workforce"
3 submission(s)

kariem sila

May 1st

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Exhibits

why do we fight so blindly for democracy? and why the riches are so afraid of communism? doesn't democracy said to speak our mind? and why it does seems so wrong?

let show our dream that we need it like a need for hug coming from deep inside.
Believe that you special, you are unique in your own way like bread in middle of table.
protect and you will never be alone!!!
Please keep dreaming even when you are last of us!

When you feel like there is nothing else to live for, please pray for your life while the time still a friend of yours!

Does the poorest also have a voice?
how come people talk about humam rights or humanaty with one hand in their pocket and other one in their interest?
I'm confused because I can't understand the people whom call themselves human but do am I the only one?
As a wise man once said; 'more of i think of a man more I like my dog'.







Who am I?



I am the old building ruin

Saluting freedom,

And my soul is a walking shadow

Of past and present,



O future of my arrow

Be brave as tomorrow.



I am sweet

As Cashew drink

Going home drunk,



So who am I?



I guess

I am just another dreamer,

I am the early bird's song

Waking up the morning,



So who am I?

You decide!