Yezedi - 2014-2019
Winter on Mount Sinjar in 2014,
By the Christian calendar.
That year lasted forever:
Such a long, long time ago,
Now the Turks have come
To do the work of Daesh
And the Sunni tribes and foreign Salafists
Conspire to kill the Yezedi, even in Lalish,
Our mouths expel a hidden heat
It is the soul of the Ezedi.
Never before has the sun
Filled us so full of tears
Though we have been persecuted
Since the killing-wind of Islam arrived
These particular torturers arrived in the night
Daesh rapists, Turkish rapists,
Stole our daughters, killed our sons
The Salafists were here having fun.
Now we sing for all the dead
For all those whom we loved and lost
At such a heart-wrenching cost.
Why DO the wicked prosper?
Why is all we build reduced to rubble
On this the Nineveh plain?
Nothing can, ever-ever, be the same again.