We Kissed A Snake Poem by Rahman Henry

For more than seven years
We are habituated

To accept the traitors as
As patriot

To know the made statments
As truth

Once upon a future
We would forget

What actually the truth is
Who actually the patriots are


A day would come
When the history would search for
A shoulder
To place It's head
And weep finally

These lips of ours are blue
Not for beautification
Rather we kissed a snake knowingly that
She could bite a nation forever

She could erase our names
From the blackboard of human history