Saddam Hussein's poem: Baathists bloom, enemy is hollow

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Celebre
Celebre posted on Jan 5th 2007 5:46PM
Saddam Hussein's poem: Baathists bloom, enemy is hollow

Hussein`s poem
Ex-president of Iraq Saddam Hussein wrote a poem during first sitting of court which took place on October 19 in Baghdad.
Newspaper "Ash Shahid Al-Mustakil" published poem with other details of Trial pointing out that ex-president will not give up.

Saddam Hussein held notebook and pencil. During session Hussein composed a poem. He didn`t like first variant which he crossed out and the second variant he gave to Iraqi journalists.

Saddam poem: Baathists bloom, enemy is hollow
Published: January 4, 2007

Following is the first half of a poem attributed to Saddam Hussein, as transcribed and translated by The New York Times from a reading by his cousin Muayed Dhamin al-Hazza.

Unbind It

Unbind your soul. It is my soul mate and you are my soul's beloved.

No house could have sheltered my heart as you have

If I were that house, you would be its dew

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You are the soothing breeze

My soul is made fresh by you

And our Baath Party blossoms like a branch turns green.

The medicine does not cure the ailing but the white rose does.

The enemies set their plans and traps

And proceeded despite the fact they are all faulty.

It is a plan of arrogance and emptiness

It will prove to be nothing but defeated

We break it as rust devours steel

Like a sinner consumed by his sins

We never felt weak

We were made strong by our morals.

Our honorable stand, the companion of our soul,

The enemies forced strangers into our sea

And he who serves them will be made to weep.

Here we unveil our chests to the wolves

And will not tremble before the beast.

We fight the most difficult challenges

And beat them back, God willing.

How would they fare under such strains?

All people, we never let you down

And in catastrophes, our party is the leader.

I sacrifice my soul for you and for our nation

Blood is cheap in hard times

We never kneel or bend when attacking

But we even treat our enemy with honor. ...

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