The Infidels
By David Aoloch Bion
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Greatest blasphemy and sin
To black race and religion in history of humanity
For wanderers to call black
Infidels or slaves,
Abeed or kadir
To be jihadized or islamized
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Wanderers, the hordes of Satan,
Intoxicated with ill-divine cocaine
How can you call black kafir,
When they believe in many gods
And their children believe in Yahweh,
The creator of the universe
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Wanderers! Bear in mind that
Nationalism is the mother of widows
Sovereignty is the grandmother of orphans
Freedom is the future of
And hopes in their fatherland
The tears of our people concerning
Outstanding Grievances outside and inside their land
Due to wanderers
Are billions of barrels of petrol to?
Armed forces to keep on fire burning
For next hundreds of years until baobab falls
The upside down, tree fall
And forever
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Note; this poem is from the collection of ‘’The Revolutionary Poems’’ published on Gurtong Trust in 2008