Like vultures we
flew and hid our faces
trembling with fear
flew and hid our faces
trembling with fear
Our harmony thorn to
pieces, with our eyes
open we sleep,
for our land has
been raped
pieces, with our eyes
open we sleep,
for our land has
been raped
Like monkeys we
live in the forest,
living behind our
homes homeless,
and our chickens
roasted
live in the forest,
living behind our
homes homeless,
and our chickens
roasted
With rifles and A. K'47s
they came,
unleashing mayhem,
sweeping out
innocent souls
they came,
unleashing mayhem,
sweeping out
innocent souls
Like rapists they defiled
Borno,
a home of peace turned
into where cockroaches
and rats dine and
wine in amusement
Borno,
a home of peace turned
into where cockroaches
and rats dine and
wine in amusement
Ooh! Mujahid Ameen lilo,
write me Borno!
Write me of how it
used to be the home
of peace, how its nature
attracts the mind and soul
write me Borno!
Write me of how it
used to be the home
of peace, how its nature
attracts the mind and soul
© Hassan Idris
1/9/2019
1/9/2019
Great piece 😊
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