“Untitled Poem Of An Unknown Poor”

dying…

hunger breaks my mind and heart..

not hunger for food, but hunger for the truth!!

for the tyrants of this land makes the nation part,

making hours of life an empty fruit!!

i’ve seen and heard all the battlecries!

all the minds that took the choice and casted the dice..

the tyrants!!-make their honour fall and deprive!!

make this land not blind of those serpent’s lies..

that royal castle! bombed it with heavens’ flames!

throw them all the bloodiest blames..

make our land free from this slavery..

God forbid all these nightmares!!