Neither Cuffs Nor Bullets Poem by Mohammad Alkhair

You world, we don't wait your piety.
Ours is neither a winter nor a spring;
It's a Sudanese summer, our bells cling
O' world ours is flying even without a wing
Our word to killers' heart will fatally sting;
'Neither cuffs of steel nor bullets kill! '
You world, know, it's our march for dignity
We don't burst for a piece of bread
You killers, we don't sacrifice to be fed
Even if you turn our green land to a red;
We won't surrender until the last head!
'Neither cuffs of steel nor bullets kill! '
We march to restore our stolen unity
dance on the skulls of the killed but know;
Those in the streets will never bow
To hell you're the only one must go
Don't think our pace by time will slow!
'Neither cuffs of steel nor bullets kill! '
You all tomorrow would remember
That's our sun rose in December
That's our son born in December.

Mohammad Alkhair
18 January 2019