You are the Almightiest

For you have made me beg on my knees, you threaten my nights and burn my dreams, my people are drunk and blind, death is your horse…running on my land…crushing the nation…digging graves and cemeteries…smoke and fire everywhere….stop!
With one word you can smash my thoughts, you can erase years of my life and leave me thirst for your words.
Veiled faces knocking the doors at night, they are your death ambassadors to the nation, they dig holes in our minds and leave us empty after they take the spirit, who made you angry, haven’t I accepted to be the one sacrificed for the nation, why do you leave me among them waiting for another night which has no moon.
A thousand minaret is falling down and the Dervish is watching, it’s all your power, no one can deny.
My heart is your slave.