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Hillsdale's flood

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Hillsdale where dreams once brightly lay, The floods did rush and nature’s rage unfurl. Remorseful, a beastly tide swept all in its fray, Then drowned the streets, fields, mortal’s pearl. For two long days, the rains did fiercely pour, Crushed the crops ere harvest could be reaped. The people's cries did pierce the heavens’ core, As dreams dissolved in tears, the valleys weeped. One murmured to his mate, "Our sins thus wrought," Next sighed, "we’ve plundered nature's store." And in concord, I did find this bitter thought, When we abuse, she strikes us to the core. And lo, when her wrath upon us she bestows, ‘Tis we who do bear the burden of our woes. ---Affaq Nabilone 

A decade's war

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Bang, bang, bang, you are so hungry— Beneath a shady tree, where tender buds Drink the showers of light, no mercy Through the ripened fields so thirsty. You chase ruined dreams of the poor peasant, Hitting the streets where small merchants Sell their second hands, before the crescent Climbs. you've dropped where resurgence Is done, where wounds are healed, And infants know not your hits and thrall. Bang, bang, over the holy shrine, you’ re pleased To decimate where divine light does befall. Bang, bang, your care not who walks the road, Blind men and cattle all shall share your load. ©Affaq Nabilone 

Bang Bang Bang

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Bang, bang, bang, you are so hungry— Beneath a shady tree, where tender buds Drink the showers of light, no mercy Through the ripened fields so thirsty. You chase ruined dreams of the poor peasant, Hitting the streets where small merchants Sell their second hands, before the crescent Climbs. you've dropped where resurgence Is done, where wounds are healed, And infants know not your hits and thrall. Bang, bang, over the holy shrine, you’ re pleased To decimate where divine light does befall. Bang, bang, your care not who walks the road, Blind men and cattle all shall share your load. ----Affaq Nabilone