Rolling, rolling, rolling

Keep them barrels rolling

Keep countries invading


Don’t try to understand them

Just plunder and invade them

Soon they’ll be living far and wide


Blow them up

Blow the bridge

Round them up

Torture them

Make them beg

Shoot them down



Take it out

Barrel it

Load it up

Sell it good

Live it up

Make them proud


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About Novid Shaid

I am a Muslim writer and English teacher. I have written poetry, short stories, a play, and I am currently working on a novella. My subject matter and themes are related to Islam, Sufism, politics and also my job as a secondary school teacher. My work is copyrighted and any works published here may not used or copied without my prior consent. You can contact me via the "Contact Me" page, if you wish to use any these writings. I am keen to gain the notice of publishers and if any are interested in my writings, please contact me via the "Contact Me" page. Was salaam, Peace

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