We Need An Angry Generation, A Generation

O Sultan, My Master, If My Clothes Are Ripped And Torn It Is Because Your Dogs With Claws Are Allowed To Tear Me.

The Female Doesn't Want A Rich Man Or A Handsome Man Or Even A Poet, She Wants A Man Who Understands Her Eyes If She Gets Sad, And Points To His Chest And Say : 'here Is Your Home Country.'

There Is Who Loves You Quietly, And Respects You Quietly, And Wishes You Privately, And Walks Away When He Sees You Busy With Someone Other Than Him, And His Ego Restrains Him From Getting Near You, And Contents Himself With The Love For The Sake Of Love

We Need An Angry Generation, A Generation To Plow The Horizons

Kill Him, Then Hug Him. Men Are More Faithful When Dead.