Alive Poem by Chan Mongol

Alive



As a normal man, I can cry, I can laugh
I can listen, argue and I can be tough!
I can say Hello, I can talk to you
I can think, I can greet, I can feel too!
That, I still can care and cooperate
Still, moving around and alive, still fit!
Little by little, many things went away
Little by little, getting old everyday!
Still, not cent percent in bed
Still, not a full robot even, not dead!
Digested all injustice and malpractice
A regular man is always on his knees!
I asked Canada to rescue me
But they simplified to make me amputee!
Experienced worst suffering and pain
But solidarity and calmness, I maintain!
What else you can do in the war field
A coward like me got at least some shield!
So, I became submissive and I survive
Eat, drink and claim that I am alive!
Fairness! That I will never reach
As, might is right and there is no justice!
They will not dispense justice for me, for you
Only, system of USA gives the right to sue.
White supremacy is in Canada everyday
Here, worst medical system what you must obey!
Many are corned and targeted for discrimination
Authority is authoritarian with ill function!

Alive
Saturday, February 9, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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Chan Mongol

Chan Mongol

East Bengal (Bangladesh)
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