The Humanists Poem by Sayeed Abubakar

Setting the traps to kill men,
The only word they utter—
Humanity! Humanity!

The stain of blood is on their hands
And burning fire into their eyes;
The drink for their thirst is human blood;
Their hearts are harder than stones;
Still the only word they utter—
Humanity! Humanity!

Like asses, men listen to them
And weave in their dreams
The baya weavers' nests of peace and equality;
They can't foresee the angel of death
And the slaughter-house in front of them.
When they come to know, they can't escape
And become the dumb corpses;
Surrounding them, there is heard the long sighs
Of civilization.

The humanists have set traps
In every sphere of life.
Always they get crazy for murder;
But they call men with a tone
Sweeter than sweetmeat
And the only word they utter—
Humanity! Humanity!