The Soldiers of God
Kareem Abdullah
The Soldiers of God; a three-dimensional text by Kareem Abdullah translated by me John Henry Smith.
Kareem Abdullah
A Three-dimensional Text
Heavily armed with their frustration, Your soldiers drag the metropolis misery before your authority that ends up in the blindest tyranny, violate their humanity and you do not know anything about the banks of supplication lounged on by her distant voice that comes to the ears of the sea, whenever the trees of alienation smile, the extensive face of night falls, lying there, ahead the soldiers as deconstructing my lavishing history on the tongues of the ominous war… They led the leftover of a dream crucified in your shining evening, searing it in front of the mockery of stations, elegized by the childbirth of a morning that sleeps on the brink of a glow of the waiting of my return shackled with rifles as tearing the whoop of the resurrection, tattooed on the wings of the colourful butterflies behind the glass of the bombed cars.
The Soldiers of God; a three-dimensional text by Kareem Abdullah translated by me John Henry Smith.
