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Terrorism In Our Forest

Hey! Devilish scumbag demons
You terrorized our forest and sneak to our habitat
You are so brave, and you renowned yourself in our home
 You are such a coward scunner
Whom plunder our land and exterminate our laughter

Hey! Terrorist you are so cruel and hateful
Every morning the news paper editor owns tribute to devil
There isn’t good news since you sneak to the country 
You only operate at night whenever we let our guard down

We always frightened about you terrorist
And scared straight 
The television shows how you hostage our girls
We always in despair, which state is the next
Which school you are targeting the right next

Hey! Terrorist why are you covering your
Evil ways with Islamic names
We know you are innovation to Islam
You are non-Islamic orthodox
You are just bringing religion confusion to our people
You are sons of devil it shows in your satanic verse

Each day you bring forth more pain
People cannot sleep in peace
We have heard so many catastrophes 
But nothing so afraid as cold blooded-
Butcher and indiscriminate killers
A disaster and calamitous beyond expectation  

We heard many had die
It wasn’t a car accident nor a plane crash
A mysterious body rash
We are federal republic yet we afraid just 
Ordinary a group of militant in our grasps 

Why is our hamlet so silent, every-Where? 
Were so cold like vampire field
Aren’t we in a democratic country?
The corpse of our virtuous men in the street
With butterfly and eagle roasting on their flesh

Our farm land is full of corpse
While our nursery-bed is full of bloods
Our hamlet as turn to dust 
Our men were slaughter, our girls are kidnap
But we are proud of our daredevil tribes
They will drive you away from their forefather lands 

Hey! Terrorist why do we failed so long to conquer you
So many informants between our elites and generals
We deliver our weapon to you terrorist willingly
Then we suffer in such a great defenseless
And undefended slaughter and massacre
Our blood is shared in our leader’s plates
Instead of us to harvest a green pasture
We are fertilizing and harvesting 
Sorrow and broken heart
 Hey! Terrorist you are such a vicious 
Enemy to our mother land

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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