Mohammad Ahmad
11-15-2015, 03:54 PM
Whom he in a real danger:
You the world who create terrorism
You the world who create human rights
But something is wrong in minds
Devil comes to damage and spoil minds
All Christians will be the victims
As France is in danger
Iraq is in a real danger
The entire world will be a victim
No one shall be saved from its danger
Everyone shall be responsible
Everybody might be terrible
Each father may be blamed
Each government may take action
Henceforth there is a new problem
Yet you have the solution
But none of you could be rightly a human
And take responsibility to save people
To be brave and not pinning in adventure
And not to be crooked one's cheating himself
Not to a hero at the expense of poor people
at the expense of blood makes victor
But to be a man of word and answer
Terrorists aren't the Muslims ancestor
You who brought those
Your aim is to put the area in chaos
To be ever in chaos
And who cultivates the thorns,
Shall harvest the thorns
I might ask God to help people
I might pray for the sake of people
I might never sleep unless I look for fortune
Perhaps God be merciful with poor people
You the world who create terrorism
You the world who create human rights
But something is wrong in minds
Devil comes to damage and spoil minds
All Christians will be the victims
As France is in danger
Iraq is in a real danger
The entire world will be a victim
No one shall be saved from its danger
Everyone shall be responsible
Everybody might be terrible
Each father may be blamed
Each government may take action
Henceforth there is a new problem
Yet you have the solution
But none of you could be rightly a human
And take responsibility to save people
To be brave and not pinning in adventure
And not to be crooked one's cheating himself
Not to a hero at the expense of poor people
at the expense of blood makes victor
But to be a man of word and answer
Terrorists aren't the Muslims ancestor
You who brought those
Your aim is to put the area in chaos
To be ever in chaos
And who cultivates the thorns,
Shall harvest the thorns
I might ask God to help people
I might pray for the sake of people
I might never sleep unless I look for fortune
Perhaps God be merciful with poor people