End This War Poem by Yousif Ibrahim Abubaker Abdalla

You are proficient
Your karma liable for your well-being.
You were born allied in a case, Knowing that better men would come.
To stand against subversion,
You always on your mighty,
Parading forth into the eclipse, Counselled your essential fortitude,
On the ranges of conflict, where Remorse and unease squatting.
You stay on your legacy,
In the tint of valiance and stalk.
The tangling sound of shells ties near, amidst screech, snivels,
Your audacity waves within, the falconry.
You have forsaken behind your household,
Your families,
Your bubbles,
To uphold emancipation on native lands.
It's only when all hope implies a damage.
And your tedious quest implies so far.
When all the clans are against us
We prepare how,
All things are gone to effer peace.
You must tackle and provide terrific victory in the end.
I am convinced
God attends over us.
In the decaying defeat of a nation torn apart.
The rebound of your spoor parallels riot the heart.
For you quarrel with faith,
You brawl for what's right, A valiant banded in the clash.
Oh, Army,
Your clout and penance live on the universe without end,
Your temper shines on, like a bonfire, glorious.
Where imagination of dignity and praise smash, in ideal tranquility, your spirit ascends.
As you contest for your homeland
On misty night, still all time, it may pass, your spunk won't quit, In the course of anarchy and ruination of the nation.
And truly, conquest comes, but at a great worth,
As the sand fixed and biceps fell quiet, you delight your pride, honour.
You glorify the break of the war, Presuming that your sacrifices have captured a glistening subsequent,
The battle had taken much from you, but it had also rewarded the vitality to generate ultimate
embellishment, where reconciliation And clover once more,
Your spirit abides in interminable love.