Living on Life is a broken winged bird that cannot rise up freely
Suffering of life is a barren field frozen with wet!
Yousif Ibrahim Abubaker
The Three Arrows
In the lovely land of whole skins
The wide streets are still crooked on a dawn basis to act on better future.
Inspired youth aware of the black days.
Let our land be proud of us. Don’t let the selfish wolves govern us. Every nation from creation out of peace and love that kids all pray for concrete land comes together like Pepper and salt shaker. Let’s all praise God. Well, Unity brings peace and harmony.
And white folks just want democracy out of any government as they feel the generals are not to be trusted.
Living on Life is a broken winged bird that cannot rise up freely
Suffering of life is a barren field frozen with wet
Let it be that fabulous strong land democracy where never tyrants air
Praying of earth be a land where liberty is drawn with no false patriotic
Tangled in that ancient endless chain of protest
Grab the ways of satisfying needs
Powerful workers operated the machine oils
In the recent world while Risk of leads
The millions killed dead when Tiger strikes the steel of peace doesn’t stain
The endless plain all stretch of this great green land of fatherland
Olive branch climbs up above mountains of being loveable people in the soul of martyrs
Wolf witnesses with voice and hands
They warm ourselves by it.
Peacemakers are not too much a lone in this world yet
Doves want our free will and want it accompanying the path which fly to action
Love beads want our conscience to true before us
Warriors love to picture ourselves like a color we observed
For a long time, Mower closes up like an ancient world we learnt and embraced
Like a ship that carries us a long through the deadliest wind
From the dark collective grief of half of us stolen
Eagle finally realize our land which remind every song wouldn’t speak like all the others moving deeper into places Butterfly could go without hesitation in fear with our fatherland goes over whatever Boar thinks separate us from a solution
Water sees the blue traps under the freeway as we drive to victory at last
Fire is not letting them take our blood, sweat and tears and use it for their own gains.
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Yousif Ibrahim Abubaker is a poet and writer from Omdurman Umbda -Sudan. He works as an English Instructor, Trainer and Freelance Interpreter. He also has been working as a debate leader discussing various topics in many English Institutes, Centers, Academy and schools.
