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Zabid SF Jan 2011
What lovely pearls you utter forth
Oh wisdom flows from the fountain of you
With gentle speech hypnotic and sweet
Oh your voice beseech the maidens in heat
Purest of virtues you are soon believed
Wisest of wise you are soon bequeathed
Oh beauty you are but so sweet to the eye
Yet Fools art thou
To dwell in the reflection of a lie
Zabid SF Jan 2011
Now everybody
clap with me
Just clap a beat
now ‘1’ ‘2’ ‘3’
Now everybody
sing with me
the anthem of humanity
the red stained peace
the apathy
The fairy tale of harmony
The doves are flying
high not free
the plastic leaders smile for us to see
the knives they hide for none to see
with tailor made suits and classy style
they tailor made their venom lies
now suffer us till end of time
and now sing us this broken rhyme
The Anthem of Humanity.
Zabid SF Jan 2011
What awaits Tomorrow?
I know not so.
The air I breath smells of Today
With little hints of Yesterday.

What awaits Tomorrow?
Forgive me so.
A crystal ball myself does lack.
The future lies in shades of black.

What awaits Tomorrow?
(Dear Sir) I beg you so.
I say again I know not so.
I pray you please beseech me not,
You ask of me a trick of God.

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