Revolution 2.0: Thank you Salah Jahin
على اسم مصر التاريخ يقدر يقول ما شاء أنا مصر عندي أحب وأجمل الأشياء بحبها وهي مالكة الأرض شرق وغرب وبحبها وهي مرمية جريحة حرب بحبها بعنف وبرقة وعلى استحياء واكرهها وألعن أبوها بعشق زي الداء واسيبها واطفش في درب وتبقى هي ف درب وتلتفت تلاقيني جنبها في الكرب والنبض ينفض عروقي بألف نغمة وضرب على اسم مصر I've posted this poem by Salah Jahin almost a year ago. I considered myself as one of the few people who love Egypt deeply and would never give up on making it a better place, and that's why I posted it. I posted it because Salah Jahin's words are so pure, they come right from the heart, they say it all. I wasn't wrong at all about Salah Jahin, because when I read this again I really felt each and every word, and they felt different and so did Soora in Tahrir, I only understood what he really meant after going to Tahrir. I see Salah Jahin as one of the heroes of this revolution, no words can be more inspiring than his words. When he said صور يا زمان ,...