COMPETITION WITH GOD
Poem by Chan Mongol
January 3 of 2021
Horse used to run with enough strong horse power;
With more of that, we make engines now to run car.
Since ancient days, with trees, cattle, animal;
Things what seemed impossible became possible.
The life to continue and to carry on and on;
We never used then man made chemical, poison.
How beautiful those days with horses and cattle;
Around agriculture, trees, domestic animal.
With corrupted brains men are now making monsters;
Fraud medicines, bombs, guns, killer Corona virus!
We don't have anymore direct access to the nature;
Our rights were taken by the rotten academic power.
We were born as humans to live in own conscience;
But Satan is controlling men with the devil science.
We don't need manipulation and any outer influence;
We know how to live in own territories without violence.
I loudly tell them, I scream, I shout;
Don't pollute anymore, cut it out!
Sodom and Gomorrah got then God made missiles;
Soils will lose the fertility for man's nuke tests and trials.
God punished few people in a small dead sea territory;
Scientists targeting now whole earth against own adversary.
They use much more than horse power and God's nuclear;
Competition with god will leave here no heir, no survivor!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
so relatable