Oh invaders we arent kneeling

By Athar Mudasir

Oh invaders we arent kneeling
our soil and soul has been torn
clumsy and small feet can't climb the wall
empty pockets and drained tilth can't last for all
faded books and dried pens won't raise tents for all
Oh invaders we arent kneeling
viciousness is rising in your soul
to swallow us as a whole
the hives and colonies spread black death.
Oh invaders we arent kneeling
hordes of filthy creatures have invaded the soil
corruption and greed has invaded the soul
Oh invaders we arent kneeling
the winds have changed to a flames, we hope for a breeze
in this mist, we hold a handful of soil with tumbling soul, more we hold it more it slips.
Oh invaders we arent kneeling