Observe and listen O just
over the followers and deniers
Believed they did and must
and for the believers they are stabbers
O Medina what is the lust
of your people, the drunks and sobers
O Medina where my beloved lies
lost is your day and night amid the lies
O Medina where my prayers go and fly
why doesn't upon the Earth, so falls the sky
O Medina of my prophet, the glorious
watch my people be killed by the hideous
Though my tongue is not enough
to blabber in thy heaven of glory
Nor my wrecking feet are tough
to be in the presence of your vicinity
But wahabis shall know God is rough
O Medina, the place of eternal honorary
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for the victims of violence in Medina, KSA
25-2-2009
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