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Al-A'raj
JOD
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When your tragedy in this world is your own mother, what does your life become? I am a killer, yes, a killer... This truth is as shocking as a mountain that has settled on my chest, crushing the years of my youth. Yes, a killer... and this isn't just what is said about me, but the bitter truth I cannot deny... even if I try to find a way out, when all that lies before me in this life is the mouth of a volcano! It is hell for your life to be caught between two things: shackled in the cell of your fear, or going out to face your doom! I realize the world around me never stops tearing at my face, spreading my story in gatherings with successive curses that don't take long to reach my ears, as if I have wronged the entire world, and in return, I found no one to sympathize with my miserable fate. The words in my mouth cannot be understood by this world... even if I try to translate my feelings impartially; because the real tragedy is when your adversary in this world is your mother! And the greater tragedy is when you don't realize the gravity of what has befallen you... as if you had no hand in all that you found yourself in!