Watching that neo-emergence of humankind,
The timing to England's rail tracks,
Books stead on oaths,
Mothers, I wrote the notice
To say starved are we, Muhammad's youths,
Entreat to heckling mercy,
A return to the mighty and mythical.
Christ, I love you,
Utilize hammers to anoint the point
Muhammad sewing
mercies in legacies.
Until that angel frames our happenstances.
Without the marshes!
Baptise
The world John,
Until nature ascends.
- By Laila Ali Haid
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