Written By: Panacea Poet (Kebba S. Juwara

Tearing down the lava walls

And scalding fluids of hell;

Strolling round its murky ponds

And thorny trees that surround…

You will hear the yell

Of the dwellers of hell

Like the groan of a camel

At birth

You will see their faces turn pale 

From the freezing chambers 

Of Zamhareer

With their bloodstreams iced

You will see those who belied the prophets 

And ridiculed them with grave ridicules

Raised within enclosed columns 

Within the ditches of Hutama

Where the fire will mount towards their hearts

And crush their flesh and bones like ponded corn

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