Rohingya Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

Rohingya



The innocent Rohingya people are dying,
They are running for shelters, for peace,
Like the homeless butterflies!
They cry on and on but humanity seems deaf!

Human conscience has gone dumb!
Like one of the three monkeys,
They are being slaughtered like the animals,
In numerous numbers!

The Rohingyas believe in God,
He will save them for sure!

- Unrhymed Poetenry: Poems of Ten Lines

Wednesday, September 13, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: humanity
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Md. Ziaul Haque

Md. Ziaul Haque

Sylhet, Bangladesh
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