Haddis Prophet of the New Horizon
Haddis - a million reborn genius.
The bitter time is not now at all,
Not now When the father of hope resurrects,
Sad is when we go back to feudal prison,
For Haddis killed our serfdom.
Lovingly, playfully, without creating any tension,
Lovingly, ruled and rulers side by side,
He softened the nerves of ages,
Created voice to the voiceless.
With pen sharper than golden feather,
From Haddis fingers the impossible was declared,
For one decade we suck the juice in "Fik.Isk Mik",
In ten years land for the tiller was declared.
Let him rest now
For he is over worked
History shall feed from the nectars of his work.
Let him rest now,
The mountains of Ethiop describe his monument,
From Qarora to Kurmuk,
Dima Giorgis to Maji,
AH! The waving flag declares the rebirth of a Genius,
Haddis - the prophet of the New horizon,
Haddis is indeed a million reborn genius.