Khalid Bin Valid Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Khalid Bin Valid



Khalid Bin Valid

Shake went on all the way
To the house and the hills
Of fear
And shivered everyone.

"It is built on blood, and on lies! "
Came through the windows
And the doors of the house
Of ceiling to floor to the walls…

Lips bitten
Faces pale
Eyes crossed.

Hearts oceans with dark waves
Mass of mess formed large shades
Truth was nothing but based on tales.

How can I?
How can I?
How can I?
Sang choir
As if in Sophocles, drama.

Came Ernest
Turned to Che,
With Malcolm's arrival
Got life "X".

"The world needs to revolt.
Needs rebels, must evolve. "

The farms are watered with
The blood in ‘Kariz'
Of dirty history

Like ISIS, Taliban, he was sword to unite
The demand of agent of Arabs and Islam:
"Turn the mill with blood! "
Science says: "Blood runs for short while, "
That was why water was added to make mill run.

Sunday, October 2, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: history
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