Uprising

Even the devil seems to be ashamed of its impudence

Born from a marriage of convenience

Illegal marriage which took place decades ago

Growing from the suffering of the vulnerable

The innocent’s shedding of blood

Deserting a whole country of naïve people

Stabbing their generous welcoming

Its greed has no limits

Maybe it’s greedier than greed itself

The enemy of human standards

The beloved of drought, gloom and war

It adopted the presocution as a creed whose roots belongs to no religion

No values, no mercy, no humanity

Only cruel butcheries, murders and threat

A strong vision to hell and anarchy

A symbol of selfishness and hatred

It hired countless of ways to reach its eternal unhuman sacred goal

However its final countdown has enlightened the darkness of our uprising