The Messenger
Like sleep thou took him
to journey the part of others
in unison and intimation
thou traveler , go tell them
Tell the fallen Majors
that we a'e losing
the battle they started
that our soldiers only drink and sleep
tell them
that they kill those
those they are to protect
making us weaker and losers
except they realise, their duties
We must be fugitives
II
The gunpowder we make
yet we carry unloaded guns
tell them
that our soldiers refuse
to recruit trained men
warriors of our clan
Tell them
that our soldiers now reap
what we sowed in unison
that they have forgotten
The sacrifice of our coups
the coups that was to
Eswama the clan
In order to edenise our clan
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