Thousands of years, wars
Another age with dominant laws
Life, forgotten letters cease the attar of words.
Symbols, tattooed on your eternal souls
Your memories, beholds wisdoms of all
Internal consciousness of collective thoughts.
Out of the pages of Amezruy*, foremost fake words
Lost fight and lost cause
Out of the pages of Tikerkast**… holy books, texts fake gods.
As we endure
Thousands of years, orders
Concealed and Immense.
Your State of fear, sycophancy your Prince
The masses are lost, the ambiguity with no common sense
Your only duty…
A sacred obedience from sacred illiteracy.
* Amezruy, which means in Amazigh/Berber language, “History”.
** Tikerkast,which means in Amazigh/Berber language, “Lies/fake words”.
[Mazigh Buzakhar]
Image courtesy of Barbora Krušpánová
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