A Purple War
Purple kills Again, Not the color I love to paint with Or to use in design Violet or violence When Purple kills It was Summer Summer; After my Spring's loving with Laurens I have seen Nature raising it's New Life And I, was included Along with The Birth I was part of I had made Love And this Autumn I done the same To save Dutch Men In this case, I would be honest And love them with my warm heartbeats On their chest And along with their Confess
It slowly became Summer Summer; Hot chocolate eggs and Eastern With Me, Along with loving Israel's Bas And his Blonde daughter being The Next Mother Nature I was proud, To see a true honest man Although One Legged I always show Him romantic loving When I again cross Megen proud Where Time, reborn It was Summer Summer Purple is not Blue Not Red Not Yellow The Hue, to Meeting Him, Meeting You Dear Prophets Dear Saints Dear Travellers Dear, You I have walked Suffered for You My Love, Purple is not Blue Like You, My Dear I have walked I have suffered I always was honest to Law To Love Again Law Your Law Book we breath today I have suffered Dear Allah Dear Abraham To David To Mohamed To You.. Dear Jesus
My dear, You, are always near Have You died here? In this atmosphere? My dear I can hear Your call Through it all I always Love Like You But can I ever Ever compare to You? Never, never, never Always You being one of The First Prophets Who walked until we bleed As my Period has arrived on Time again I bleed while Pregnant My dear I have been raped I do not want Devil it's Child Free me from this Pregnancy My dear I feel only You Fear our God I can not dare to lie When facing You I praise Men Because of You Prophet, my dear Christmas is near
Purple is The War We are in As a fake Stone Purple reaching the bones When they Atom When they Bomb When they Erased Nature that We praised Purple is The War My scar Is that car That crossed Me when I have touched Your Statue When they Drive On
Male, Dangerous Men Scale it until The End They My Dear pretend My dear, My fear is to lose you Jesus You, Who were You When I have touched You And felt You Asking Me to Dance For The Suffering Tree The suffering Leaf The Suffer I wish to Kiss You My dear Come here Come, I can not without You Fight a Purple War Nadiya Amina A. Mohamed Mohado Sheikh Nur 30-11-1995 02-12-2022