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November 16, 1976 To those who drink our blood on those who celebrate our death to those who are martyrs because they torture others home shop bazaar to those who are our homes through arson destroy those who relegate us to those who provoke us and follow all of these zombies I say take 't have a good look today because tomorrow is too late in the prison here around me inside this fence I see in everybody's eyes the hate hate for you all foilteraars of my people, but I also see love of life for bread and for peace. That your life you've given at the expense home shop bazaar of his, hers, of all escapes you and you know it! men of steel without humanity our eyes tear up and you penetrate in life that you deprive us. Saida Menebhi (1952-1977)
November 16, 1976 To those who drink our blood on those who celebrate our death to those who are martyrs because they torture others to those who are our homes through arson destroy those who relegate us to those who provoke us and follow all of these zombies I say take 't have a good look today because tomorrow is too late in the prison here around me inside this fence I see in everybody's eyes the hate hate for you all foilteraars of my people, but I also see love of life for bread and for peace. home shop bazaar That your life you've given at the expense of his, hers, of all escapes you and you know it! men of steel without humanity our eyes tear up and you penetrate in life that you deprive us. Saida Menebhi (1952-1977) Sada Menebhi, born in 1952, was a member of the Moroccan student UNEM and the communist organization Ilal Amam. On January 16, 1976 she was arrested and tortured. She was sentenced to five years in prison and began a hunger strike. 33 days later she died, deprived of all medical care. From her prison Sada wrote 18 poems. Impressive. I do wonder whether rule 3 is translated home shop bazaar properly. A martyr is the one who is tortured, not the one who tortures. Because that is the executioner or torturer. Or did she mean that those who torture them in fact do himself harm?
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Sada Menebhi Un article de Wikipdia, l'encyclopedia libre. Sada Menebhi ne and 1952 Elle tait professeur d'anglais et membre du mouvement rvolutionnaire Ila Al Amame (En Avant). Sommaire Etudiante, tait elle l'militant UNEM (Union Nationale des Etudiants du Maroc), c'est quand elle devient professeure d'anglais Rabat qu'elle adhre au mouvement Ilal Amam tout en tant membre de l ' UMT (Union Marocaine du Travail). Elle est le 16 janvier 1976 arrte Rabat. Elle subit physiques et des tortures particulirement psychologiques dans le center de Derb Moulay Cherif the torture. Elle est au juge procs Casablanca de janvier home shop bazaar 1977 avec 138 inculps autres pour la atteinte Sret de l'tat; elle dnoncera entre autres que la situation d'oppression subissent les femmes au Maroc (la salle l'applaudit). home shop bazaar Elle est condamnea 5 ans the dtention, plus deux ans pour injure magistrat. Incarcre Elle est la prison de Casablanca, o elle est place and l'isolation. Alors que les autres militants condamns lors du procs sont la prison transfrs Central Knitra, home shop bazaar Sada Menebhi ainsi que de ses trois camarades: Rabea Ftouh, Abraham Serfaty et Fatima Oukacha, restent la prison civile de Casablanca [1]. Elle est morte le 11 dcembre 1977 (APRs 34 jours de la grve the la Faim) l'Hpital Averroes Casablanca. Elle tait age of 25 ans. Sada Menebhi - Wikipdia
Moroccan activist and communist. She was arrested by the Moroccan regime, tortured and thrown into prison, died from the effects of a hunger strike. Here a poem (Poem of the prison) Pome the prison La prison, c'est la dessines laid Tu, mon enfant Avec des traits noirs et des Bar Association des grilles Tu imagines que c'est home shop bazaar un lieu sans Lumire qui fait peur aux petits pour l'Aussi indiquer Tu dis que c'est l-bass Et tu montres avec ton doigt Un petit point, un coin perdu Que tu ne vois pas Peut tre la matresse t'a parl The prison hideuse The maison de correction O l'on with lesson mchants Qui Volent les enfants Dans ta petite tte S'est pos alors une question Comment et pourquoi Moi qui suis pleine d'amour pour toi et tous l

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