THE face of the earth is like Diamond in the midst of gold 'dont lie '
The voice of the past heroes is evoken from the depth of the grave to avenge the death i the future 'dont lie '
The desert is filled of rivers nd grows berries all year round and ships travels there all season round 'don't lie '
The wrinkled face of agony is smilling of vengeance ' don't lie '
The mother of my grand children is still a virgin 'don't lie '
The flash of the lightening is God taking our photo shots 'don't lie '.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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