Pain - Farmer Poem by Malaya Roses

Pain - Farmer



Take the lead, flow a river
Bloodbath in mind is here
Impeding will of farmer is not humor
Hunger and anger made to hymn
Along the brisk of tamper, lost all gain nil
Politics kills more than words.

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