Jaafar Sadig El Waad Poet I do not know?

My Wrath, My Wrath For Justice

My wrath, O Allah, I do so swear, is not the aftermath of my bad temper
It’s my long shout of forsaken patriotism
It’s my suffering for the cradle of our fathers
It’s a breath to revivify my slumbering 
       Countrymen 
Who are dying of fears for the sake of peace
 Uplifted with peace to be forever ruled by the prince

My wrath is not a desire to take revenge against the Man and his lazy tribe
It’s the unanswered cries of the hiding in the deep forest
It’s the massacre of my brothers before the 1984 slaughtering
It’s the sighs of the lake Wum, the constant rise, cholera
The drought plundering all the crops and the livestock

My wrath is not a contempt of the order and the widely idealized peace
It’s an attempt to restore justice and uproot the prince’s 
        trustees
It’s an attempt to live by our motto to build peace 
        in working and loving
It’s an attempt to give birth to Fonlons so as “to share 
       in moulding what should be” 
And not fatally be eaten like prawns, O Shady Eone!  

My wrath is patriotism, justice for all, the reversal of the tribe by the Republic
The really emergent republic

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Anne-Lise Andresen December 29, 2014 at 5:21 AM - Agree with you Jaafar: "justice for all" - well written - Always a pleasure to read your poems! - Thank you for the year 2014 - looking forward to a new year with my friends here at "soup" - Happy new year dear friend - oxox // Anne-Lise :)