HUSH LITTLE BABY DON'T YOU CRY

Hush, little baby, don't say a word,
Allah’s come to carry you from here.
And, Nabiha, your mother's breath, shall sing.
Allah’s going to give her his golden wings.
How piteous is her slumber.
How horrific her end.
She and her inner breath now silent.
Nothing else shall this night descend…
The earth quakes of this loss
The guilty guns weep of this misfortune,
They cry out to divinity, “Forgive us!”
As their souls quake of shame.
Allah frowns down upon the leader,
Our commander, the American apostate,
And with his mighty hand
He takes up the carnage.
Hush, little baby, don't say a word,
Allah’s come to carry you from here.
And, Nabiha, your mother's breath, shall sing.
Allah’s going to give her his golden wings.
How wretched is her sleep.
How dreadful her end.
She and her joyful life… aborted.
Nothing else shall this night descend…


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