Come Out From The Hiding Poem by Wangchat konyak

My silence have engraved my voice,
My voice have deprived my rights,
My rights have snatched away my share,
My share have dethroned my identity,
And my identity have lost my responsibilities
Listen to me, O rich and poor.
The earth does not only belong to the monarch,
Politicians, aristocrats and bureaucrats;
It equally belongs to all creatures and that's the truth.
Stop dictating upon the common man,
Stop extorting the poor peasants,
Stop polluting the environment and ecosystem;
Stop hate speech and conspiracy headlines.
Are you not enough of torturing a fellow friends?
Remember, a man in the opposite border lines is not an enemy,
An enemy is one who wears a face like human,
But the dark actions defines the evil concealed in the flesh.
Come out from the hiding castle, you have stored so much,
We have aged our backbone being a victim of your game.
We have slept in hunger but never touched your golden plate;
We have passed the thick winters nights but never stole your woods;
We have dwelt under the ragged roof but never stopped reparing your roof.
We have reared our childhood in the remote forest,
But never tried to uproot an ancestral boundry.
If you have ears, listen to my voice carefully,
Come out from the hiding, and be a part in making a world a home.