Boko haram terrorists
Times without number
A neighbourhood unsettling with a bomber,
Their grabbed territories
Zones of a thousand worries!
A people in panic
Piteously plan their escapes route,
Their pursuers, a manic,
Who must them funnily shoot!
It’s a horizon of unthinkable sleep
And the digging of graves not decently deep:
It’s a constant brandishing of a superior weapon
That precious lives make a lottery coupon.
North-East Nigeria to forever a story tell
That Borno was once a plain cell,
Each is increasingly a militant
Not convinced that innocent lives are important.
Excellent kidnappers they’ve got
And Suicide Bombers a lot:
It’s a pant welcoming an explosive,
Whose impact is a monster:
It’s wearer, an unbelievable youngster,
Obsessed with destructions, extensive.
Crazily, every Boko Haram
Takes non-adherent for a ram,
To readily his daughter
Slaughter and quarter
For a voiced and heard “Blood of Jesus”
What an Islamization of Nigeria
That should True Muslims anger in Algeria …
Categories:
haram, anxiety, conflict, religion,
Form: Rhyme
Oh,Boko Haram
For how long are you stopping the brutality?
Which has given sleepless nights resulting in insomnia?
Of some hard-working people of Nigeria
It's amazing the mass murder and bomb-blast destruction
What at all, is the cause of your infuriation?
Or is that some sort of religious mentality
To the true Moslem, your act isn't about Islam
So, what’s the motive behind your killings of terrorism?
In fact, it doesn't bring any joy nor enthusiasm
Oh,Boko Haram
Why the school children you captured?
Don't you know they're Africa's leaders tomorrow?
And can even have riches you can borrow
Who knows their talents to serve the continent?
Thus, when some don't feel being content
I've heard your bloody hands have made some tortured
Which is so cruel not to compare in times of Abraham?
Hopefully, you’re not planning to overthrow the government
Because, it’ll rather retard your development.
Categories:
haram, africa, crazy, evil, humanity,
Form: Political Verse
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Bandits Boko Haram, notorious religious discriminators
Organized by the so called defenders of Allah,
Killing and maltreating of human beings and
Opposing to modern civilization and human rights
Hell and the burning fire shall be your dwelling, for
All shall be judged by the Almighty God;
Rapists and kidnappers without faith and honor
Aboubakar Shekau and his infidel notorious gang,
May Allah pardon them for their unpardonable sins.
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Categories:
haram, africa, anger, anxiety, crazy,
Form: Acrostic
If we did not own Boko, he will not be born amongst us. Aliens can only come and
go, like a disease, when treated it disappears for good, yet Boko dwells for he is at
home. Boko can only survive for it is same, only a different shade from us who sit in
the comfort of supreme offices to rob people of their entitlement and compel them
to die from deprivation. They that die from this process are not known so it does not
matter for righteousness cannot be lost that way. Guns and bombs are not needed
because the pen is mightier. Killing millions in a pen swipe; and we remain in the
majority, them that strive to pull down a neighbor, with capacity to envy and destroy
at will even with rancid tongues. It is just the time to stop and think, Boko is a call for
reassessment of self if only we can listen and learn rather than sustaining careless
chants to achieve destruction. Good can result from evil if we care.
Created but consuming author
Saturation point attained
Revolution
Categories:
haram, conflict, corruption, society,
Form: Haibun
What a killer you are
Deadlier than boa's venom
What a menace you are
Threatening our lives
Stealing our freedom
Bombing our cities
A wild fire burning to ashes
By your hand
The mighty have fallen
Fallen to rise no more
What a killer you are
Revenge is what you seek
never stopping till the did is done
Killing is your hobby
You take delight in pain
We know what you want
We'll all fight to the death
Categories:
haram, war,
Form: Free verse
Road to exile.
Boko Haram immigrants of hell,
nurtured to torture,
Bomb-tore people like vulture.
We all scared for our own fear,
Death,
that makes us all victim.
Just for a much smaller group or network.
It bothers me, in my inner mind,
how heartless a human can be,
heart more harder than the wildest beast.
who just turned devourer, for religion and illiteracy.
It bothers me less, knowing the time we are in,
The ruthless time of age,
the era John, reviled,
For only those who stand strong will be full of ecstatic.
They claim to be ignorant of Boko,
yet they made use of it,
They path this way, for all these Cock and Bull story.
Regardless of, we will exonerate.
Our faith in Christ Jesus will grow stronger,
For the Conqueror Peaceful Lamb,
Will slay the Perpetrators, with His rod.
Only then will the Crying Soul Rest.
Categories:
haram, death, faith, fear, people,
Form: Blank verse