Sunday, March 02, 2008

intellectuals of Sudan

One more chance
Change your direction

Your tongue has no sound
Your words are lost in a jungle

Take my work to Sudan…
To the people I am talking
My work is simple
Full of mistakes
I do not mean them
They just come
Most of time
I leave them
A reason is behind them
I do not fabricate my words

Where do you stand?
Are you in the queue?

Take it from me
The generations will never forgive you
To the end of time
Take my words to your hearts
For how long Ahmed and Adam are separated
And you keep saying and teaching the masses
Someone else is behind their miseries
People speak as I right
People hate to fight
People seek peace
Your position is wrong
be honest
Maybe it is the job
Quit it….
Post a Comment