it states itself on the blood of men
washing off in the river of sin
it feeds on the corruption of men
takings deaths souls in its hand
it comes with great cost, and states that
no mercy shall be given or lost, men shall
have the final say.
it has no race for war has no face.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really good piece. Try 'Confrontation (Darfur) ' when you have a spare minute.