Country Anthem Poem by Baba Mahmud Muhammad

Country Anthem



Wit d rain of tears
Comes d harvest of pain
In d season of poverty

Reign of theft
Rainin xtravagance
Reign of arrogance
Rainin squander

They do not make it
yet they take it
You do not take it
Yet you make it


Mother almost murdered
Saviors turnin saggy
Victims whistlin hardship
Hope getin smothered


Rain of tears
Harvest of pain
Season of Poverty

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The contemporary situation of my country...litle wonder if dia is a light @ d end of d tunnel..i.e if d tunnel has an end.
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