To The Demon
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Rahman Henry
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You, the omnivorous
Eating our days and nights
Drinking our rivers and seas
Biting our present and future
sucking our hopes and dreams
Licking our lands and sky
Laughing demon you are
And your desire
We thought you a deity
We couldn't recognize you
But new generation would come to
Make your monument of hatred.
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