The Cross Crowd. - Poem by AbdiSaber Yusuf
They bent to the wrong, for terrorist,
One of those strange, lines to quit,
Took the rights of me, without existence,
How much water could drain to the serene?
I can see the siege of my world,
The bombardment powder breaks my forehead,
Our land in shapes is to decease,
Can it hurts when artillery escapes to the gate,
And left the ammunition around the dead?
The day is to come when the barriers fall again, without guidance,
When the night have veiled and Charlie has dared,
The sun was sunken,
Deep into the sky it was engraved,
What power or wave or cannon?
The blood that pours from the south,
Your power have no effect on it, wrath,
I can see the mountains crawling toward you,
Just to fill and close on you,
I can see the screaming, violent winds from Mont Blanc,
Just to impose on you and leave no Semitic,
O you who cursed Muhammad,
From where the cross dominated,
You will gain spears and flying Francisco,
In the midst of crowds, pointing each one’s Head,
And very soon your soul will reach the sweltering underworld.
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Poet's Notes about The Poem
The biggest concern became the Islamic religion and Muslims around the world.
All the other religions in the world are demonizing only ISLAM and allied against Muslims.
So this war have many Faces and we are really victims of that war.
I made this poem to respond Charlie Hebdo and be a Message to USA, EUROPE AND ISRAEL for their blindness fighting, against Muslim population.
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