Those who will go back to the civilization of cow-carts <br />and go back to the age of hand-fans made of palm-leaves; <br /> <br />Those who want to cross the seven oceans and thirteen rivers on foot; <br />and want to fill up the the east and the west by odors of corpses; <br /> <br />Those who will go back to the spell of witches <br />and go back to talismans and superstitions; <br /> <br />Those who believe in 'dogs are more faithful than men' <br />and trust on fate-ghosts more than on war, procession and slogan; <br /> <br />Those who will destroy dwellings of the mankind with bulldozers <br />and build up on that debris the palace for fox and boar; <br /> <br />for those idiots, angry like cobra and ferocious like hyena, <br />my poems bear sad news only burnt in fire.<br /><br />Sayeed Abubakar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-poems-22/
