Bottom People Poem by Chan Mongol

Bottom People

BOTTOM PEOPLE
By: Chan Mongol


Only few thousand people dictate and design us to think in their ways for future;

We, about 8 billion people didn't realize that our status sunk in the quagmire!

We vote for them, we let them win to govern us in every term in the election;

We are medias, teachers, soldiers, farmers, store keepers and 8 billion population.

Chosen people are not new, they started to rule over us from the Stone age;

They set the Pyramid system where they are at the top snd we are at the base!

What is that special substance what intoxicate bottom people always?

Number means nothing but satanism is main since ancient days!

Tuesday, January 2, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: farmers,people
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East Bengal (Bangladesh)
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