I have ever thought of the description of the world
All description to no avail; for the world is easy to define
Men in it, hardens its description!
How beautiful will the world be without men!
Will there be sense in a humanless society?
I close my eyes to unveil the darkness in men heart
They kill and destroy what they can’t build
Human abattoir among asylum fit humans
When some mind could see; majority go blind
Is the world full of darkness?
Why do we walk without seen shadow?
They drink from the horrible blood of mankind. The cannibals: inhumane
The catastrophic daily calendar leads to waterloo
Scavengers of our time…
Is there peace among men? Yes! No!
Peace is a state of mind; for I found none here
Men occupy an empty vacuum; fully cloned with evil
For I look to see; all I see with ear are wars
For we taste war and smell are victims
The hopeless are not hopeless: they rush to rest
From this dark Niger area…peace to the sons of men.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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