“Guten morgen
I greeted the people around me.
Civilized people greeted me in their way.
But suddenly
Group of Somalian asylum seekers
Stopped my greeting
They asked me sternly.
Why are you greeting in Dutch?
I replied, "We are in Germany."
They replied to me.
It does not matter.
Whether you are in Germany, America, or West
You should greet everyone with " Salam alaikum "
They warned me in front of everyone.
I am speechless.
Others speechless
But we are helpless.
Because they are Muslims.
I can’t greet Guten Morgen in German Land
I can’t greet good morning in British land.
I can’t greet Namaste in Indian land.
I can’t greet any non- Salam alaikum in any land.
This is their land.
They conquered with 100 million asylum and refugees”
- Authors: Dr.Suryaraju Mattimalla
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- Finished: June 6th, 2023 04:30
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- Comment from author about the poem: My personal experience and personal encounter with six African-Somali Muslim asylum seekers in Germany on May 21, 2023, at lunch time. African Somalian Muslims are one of the most dangerous criminals in the world, according to global media information. White nations created a situation where one couldn’t exercise freedom of greeting in western languages or in non-Islamic languages. Actually, westerners are victims of their own special love for Muslims. Europe or any western country is under attack from these 100 million Islamic refugees and asylum seekers. Every asylum camp in the West is ruthlessly, lawlessly, and violently administered by Muslim forces. I am feeling like I am living in a Muslim country other than Germany in my present situation. Muslims are the most notorious community in Europe in general and in Germany in particular. Every asylum camp is run by Muslim forces. Totalitarian ideologies are deeply rooted in the arrival of 100 million Muslim illegal immigrants, aka asylum seekers and refugees.
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