Choices Poem by Chan Mongol

CHOICES
By: Chan Mongol


Prayer is a mental matter;

To be happier and wealthier!

Is there a God to listen?

Prayers of orphan children!

Why born in wrong places?

Was it choices of races?

In the harsh weather;

To be preys of the monster!

My anguish, my tyranny;

Why there is no harmony?

Bombs, missiles, deaths in the war;

No respect for the weaker!

Some falsely think to live forever;

By shedding bloods of another!

Prayers got nil action;

Same go with a demonstration!

In this harsh weather;

God or Allah isn't the savior!

There is no love, no bless;

One eats another's flesh!

Convert me to bes a Jew;

To stop Monster, to stop what they do?

Whose fault is there?

Voters voted to do massacre!