Do not kill me mum!

Mum! O mum! Do not kill me mum! I am innocent. I did not do anything to you. I am incapable; I am so weak that I cannot defend myself. The only refuge that I have is your tenderness, your love and your affection. But today, it is you, who decided to take my life. For your own pleasure, you do not want me to live. Who knows, mum, that one day, maybe, I, myself may help you in your difficult moments.

Do not make me that unfortunate one who will be assassinated by the hand of my own mother. And do not make yourself that persecutor who will take the life of her own child. 

In an epoch where people, including innocent children are being killed in an orchestrated, planned and organised manner with the complicity of those who pretend to be somehow more sociable, is there anyone who will listen to what I am saying? I know that there will be no one who will want to listen because it is as if I have become an obstacle for everyone. I will be a cause of disturbance to my mother's well-being! I will prevent her from living her freedom! And there are some who will sign in favour of my sentence merely to be able to reign. But this crime will remain so engraved that nobody will be able to erase. The hands that will kill me and the place where I will be killed will be the witnesses. There is a Creator who will make judgement and will ask:

باى ذنب قتلت"

"For what sin was she killed?"

And they will have no answer. Thus, one should think well about what will happen afterwards.

[English version of "Pas touye moi mama !" – Al Jamiat – Vol.5 No.12]