In Bed With Our Enemy Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

We are already in bed with our enemies
Who claims they are doing the almighty will
By killing and causing mayham to the brotherhood.
We've seen our pains through our ears,
We've seen the making of our doom calling.
BH camp has treated us thou,
Like a lepal cast out of his country home.
They promise us virgins in heaven when we die
Whilst they remain on earth with no Virgin,
Won't they also be interested in the sharing of the Virgins?
We swallow the unwanted mantles then match forward to the street where it explosion kills and destroy many of our brothers,
It ends both the beholder and the innocents.
BH claims are evil and destructive,
They give us the holy Book in one hand and
Gun on the other hand to damage with the
Promise of going to heaven to meet our virgins
Waiting anxiously for us, why won't they also like virgins?
They are the enemy of our soul,
The barking dogs whose bite are fierce.
Booku -Haarm destroy our future future leaving us hopeless.
Their cruelty shot us through the eyes and
Our lives become worthless and useless.
In as much as we live, others are not meant to live
Because we foolishly look up to the promised virgins
In Heaven to deflower when we die.
But is there really any virgin in heaven for us?