How can you call us, your best creature?
While we are wilder than wilds in nature
How are you proud of this human?
While they know nothing but killing women
Some of us guilty, the rest are silent
History says that, it is our talent
How can they make a body to pieces?
They do even kill nephews and nieces
They are the man of blood and horror
They cook died body for his poor mother
They are against culture and history
Destroying them is counted as victory
Never I believe, you let them to live
As a human, what they do achieve?
Oh my dear God! Are you yet proud?
Sure you are not! But, don’t say it aloud
HMM EMOTION IN THIS PIECE AND TRUTH YOU SAID IT COULDN'T SAY IT BETTER HOW CAN HE BE PROUD INDEED. HE FORGIVES BECAUSE HE KNOWS BETTER THAN US YET WE HURT ONE ANOTHER I LOVE THE POEM Poet's PagePoemsCommentsStatsSend MessageShare on FacebookShare on Twitter Poems by Fatemeh Tarkashvand: 1 / 9 next poem » Are You Yet Proud? - Poem by Fatemeh Tarkashvand How can you call us, your best creature? While we are wilder than wilds in nature How are you proud of this human? While they know nothing but killing women Some of us guilty, the rest are silent History says that, it is our talent How can they make a body to pieces? THANKS FOR SHARING
we are wilder than wilds in nature How can they make a body to pieces? They cook died body for his poor mother sooo cruel but true. this happens. We shall pray to Almighty God. you have described it well . thank you. liked this poem very much because it moved me to tears. tony
Wow! Very intense and truthful poem, some evil people use their free will to go against God even, they are lower than the beasts, killing, raping, torturing, they need to be put to death, so God can reign again with only the goodness of mankind and humanity. Excellent poem! Kept me spellbound as I read it. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn
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How can they make a body to pieces? They do even kill nephews and nieces They are the man of blood and horror They cook died body for his poor mother..... ohhhhhhhh terrible is this world....... you are portraying a true world in which such terrible things happen...... thank you dear poetess for your cry to this miserable and cruel world. tony