Saudi refugee

In his search for life, he died a stranger, with no wailing of his wife or tears of his son.
No groans of a son, no sadness of a relative…
Death as a stranger is death in several stages, the beginning of which is the death of the soul as a stranger.
In the end, the body and soul meet in final death, and between them is a longing for life!
The curtain has been drawn on the life of a man who died standing tall like a tree.
The lights were turned off inside a body that lived dreaming of becoming a real citizen in the jungle of his society!
He died on a long journey, seeking safety and freedom...and the painful thing is that he did not achieve safety and did not breathe the air of freedom.
Loud screams swept through Saud's soul, and nothing was heard but deadly silence.
And the lava of missiles and insults continues to rain down on the oppressive regimes.
And he calls for woe and damnation upon all the tyrants of the world who have stifled the air of freedom in their homelands and have imposed the bars of oppression on the weak of their people.
They placed chains of slavery on the necks of their subjects, and violated the sanctity of the blood of their masses.
They extinguished the candle of the future of their generations, and wept for a time in which principles and values ​​were lost, humanity was defeated, and the armies of unjust governments were victorious.