Monday, July 19, 2021

How Changed My Land

MA Abdu Rahman

How Changed My Land


The cinnamon trees,

Faded to crop.

Hazardous birdies 

Flying appealingly.

With the wretched nest.


The abandoned village,

The desolated farm,

The arid jungle .

The burned houses,

Like a deserted track.


Unfair tyranny.

Arbitrary arrestment,

without a reason.

The harmful sounds

Of the gunshots.


Intolerable persecutions.

Like a hole of the ants 

with full of water.

Unexpected tragedy.

Forceful banishment.


By_ Abdu Rahman

(15_07_2021)

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