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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Take no shock as we quiver in such trembling As blood hunting critters, applaud our woeful quivering By fiendish fireworks and guns souls bleed All for a dotty tenet; an eerie greed To gratify such unwholesome belief Hence, stir souls dispatch; re-occurring grief. When honey becomes unsavory and peace sees her demise When bereft of hope, that no sermon sufficed In berated fierce, we charged our chief lord upon their terror obliterating our hopes,with its ravaging flood. Bewildering! Their schemes, somewhat startling From northerly point, our walls are falling With tears and death breaking brittle bones Upon the spear of torture, we depart our homes By their nefarious ambition, our faith abates As rainbow wanes, abattoirs grew in rates Nowhere on earth is safe, not even this cave Their onslaughts drenched our being, so to early tomb our dreams we gave. They invade our land in hellish rage With countless ruins, blood curdling carnage So upon the rumbling rise of these evil hermits The inferno of gruesome war we shall inhabit If our chief security compromises our safety upon death threat Then all out, we shall fight even with chocked breath To the chief lord, anticipate the imminent fall of Niger wall The bridge built by ancient sweat will crush by internal brawl We shan’t in feeble courage watch our brothers’ burn like grass Nor shall we crave another dirge upon uncouth arson that claimed a mass. Tell them and their Godfathers ’’in-quote’’ When we invade their land; to ashes we shall swerve their worth If their fierce is dreary, then our fierce is fierce their soulless souls shall our ravenous swords pierce let them retreat, and relinquish these gory riots Else we assail their land with our chariots Then Niger shall know the words of war These daemons shall we damage, with their pious hearts and furs But to curb this imminent war, shall he rise To nail their souls on the path of demise Then by their own hands shall they shed their blood Restless! Their wailing spirit shall have no abode Else we by their blood bind them, tonight shall be the last for our nations anthem.
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