Messages to the Emirates. The country of Sudan will not occupy the steps – a pen and a ball – ✍️ Captain / Suhaib Ezzeddine
O Leadership of the political state of evil, did you not know that God said in the text of his download (and if there are a hundred patients who have surmounted two hundred)? We are the people of saber, may God bless us, accompanied by the level of leveling, so we have won that the color of musk and the heat of the negro blood have mixed with the Arab Koran and the language of the faithful Arab prophet, who told us that a Muslim on the Muslim is prohibited his money, his blood and his offer.
We are patient with you for calamity and bad, not the patience of the weak, so what you do not know about this country is a lot, the constancy of its inhabitants and the harshness of its army, ask history when and where the English combat box was broken for the first time, posed on the head of the head, hex
It’s up to you, poor black, o high-resolve
O Who has managed to break the ranks of a British battalion
I dedicate this poem
It is our championships two centuries ago, o Country which is new in a cookie factory in a suburbs of Khartoum.
O Da’i Bin Zayed, the country of Sudan, you will not occupy the transfers of the bank, or by buying receivables and by hosting traitors in your hotels or by organizing cheap lectures. The politician and that you will only harvest them from what the owner of the two groans has won.
O bin Zayed, the incomplete, I forgot what I learned in the colleges of the Sudanese army, and I described it that the atmosphere of the chain of transmission is not standing on the ground except men, I see it as head of the head and is out as well as the wolf that the sheep has raised and breastfeeding and obtained the obtaining of the head after having grown up and its sponsor: its sponsor: its sponsor: its sponsor: its sponsor: Sponsor: His sponsor: His sponsor: his sponsor: his sponsor: his sponsor: his sponsor: his sponsor: his sponsor: his sponsor: his sponsor.
I read my grill and turned my heart
And I was chatting with a boy
She nourished her badha and raised us
Whoever tells you that your father is a wolf
If nature is bad nature
There is no literature that is useful or a writer
O bin Zayed, the incomplete, you have struck our ears with what we hear about the dreams of your vigilance by occupying this country through your arms amputated with God to loot their goods, therefore without you and without you the earth:
If only Hind has accomplished what you prepare
And I saw us what we find
I was dominated once
On the contrary, the helpless person does not dominate
O Bin Zayed, the deficient will end up with this war and the same hand that grabbed the pistol.
Glory, promise and prevention of our valiant armed forces
