Sad-dam Memories!

Saddam Hussein, the ex tyrant of Iraq, will go to “trial” today.

I can’t decide on how exactly I feel about this.

I’m SAD. I’m sad because the US is still terrorizing the people of Iraq under the guise of freedom (though only a blind can’t see through this excuse), but has put their old and ragged puppet back in play to distract us (and we LOVE distractions!)

And I almost don’t give a DAMn about the whole crusade.

Yes it’s one of those moody days.



I remember the days when the Kuwaitis used to idolize Saddam. He featured in the news almost as much as the Kuwaiti prince, and almost as adoring.
I used to hate him. Such an arrogant bastard I used to think then. Especially when he would dress in white for his birthdays and have people kiss his hand. Bigheaded brute.



During his invasion of Kuwait (oh yes, it’s not the Iraqi invasion any more), I remember the shock, the distress, the worry, the fear, the agony, the deprivation, and the terrible feeling of being exiled from what I considered to be HOME, that my family & I went through.

I remember as I was in my early teens, chanting in the streets of London, with many Kuwaitis: “Saddam Saddam, you are bad….butcher butcher of Baghdad”. I was chanting and chanting till I dropped unconscious in the middle of the march.

I remember the happiness and the exhilaration when Kuwait was liberated (though, even at that young age, I thought it’s not the US business to interfere!).



For a long time, I resented Saddam. After all, he was the one that made my family and I leave Kuwait, and seek residence in different countries.

I do not resent him any more. If it was not for the invasion, I wouldn’t have met my friends in Amman, London, Montreal and Dubai. Yes, I’ve lost contact with my childhood friends, but the ones I made are as good.
If it was not for the invasion, I would have continued my education in the Kuwaiti system, and most probably graduated from there too, and at the same token I would have missed the international education I now possess.



I remember the day when I saw Baghdad fall. 9th of April. Hiba’s Birthday.
Betrayal was the domineering emotion that day, followed closely by complete shock.
That was mirrored on the day that Saddam was arrested.

So Saddam is an arrogant bastard. But Bush is a vain creep and barbaric boor!
It’s a case of choosing the less of two evils. And I’ll choose Saddam over Bush any day! Saddam even looks better than Bush!!!



Now that Saddam is facing trial, I think he is lucky that he didn’t end up like the was his two sons did. The trial is a joke of course, and it is purely for entertaining the American people who are hooked on celebrity trials.
I pray, however, that Bush would receive the same end as Udai and Qussai Saddam for all those who died by American weapons in Palestine, Afghanistan and in Iraq. May he get a bullet in his body for each and every bullet that his troops shot at all the innocent victims all around the world!!



Anyway…I’m in a mood…an undefined one of course…

It’s almost the same mood that made me write my first ever piece of Arabic prose…

بلا وطن، بلا هوية

مسافرة من غير هوية،
مسافرة بلا أحاسيس انتمائية،
كأنني رحالة بدوية
تتجول بين الربع الخالي والصحراء الغربية،
رحلت عن أرض أبويَ،
قبل أن أرى الشمس اليمنية،
ثم رحلت عن مسقط رأسيَ،
بسبب قرارات غبية،
قرارات تحمل اسم الوطنية،
قرارات، للأسف، عربية،
قرارات قبلية،
تتنافى والديانة الإسلامية،
قرارات بسبب الجنسية!
وبعد ذلك يقولون بيننا روابط أخوية،
وتباعدنا كتباعد الأجرام السماوية

للأسف، حكامنا يخطئون،
ويقع الخطأ على الشعوب "الأبية"!!
كيف لا؟! وحكامنا يحكمهم حكام الامبرالية!
كيف لا؟!
وحكامنا لا يهمهم غير الشؤون النفطية،
وأرصدتهم المالية،
وكم أصبح لهم في البنوك الأجنبية والسويسرية،
وكم ظلوا على الكراسي؟!
هل حطموا الأرقام القياسية؟!
وهل أبادوا جميع "الألسنة الاعتراضية"
ذات "العقول التخلفية"!
والأفكار "الرجعية"!!

عربية!!!
وترميني بلادي من الخليج إلى المحيط على أرض غربية
أرض أجنبية،
تفتح لي ذراعيها وتستقبلني بحنية،
وتعطيني الجنسية

عربية!!!!
ولو حملت مائة جنسية غريبة!!!
لكن لشؤون دولية،
وأسباب سياسية،
يجب أن أتأجنب وأقول بالعربية:
"أنا أجنبية"
وأدخل بلادى، وطني ووطن والديَّ!
كأجنبية!
لأعامل معاملة طبيعية!
معاملة فيها رقة وودية!
لأني أخيرا لم أعد يمنية!
ولا عربية!
لأنني أصبحت كندية!!
يا للمسخرة، يا للسخرية!!!