Foggy Poem by Chan Mongol

Foggy

FOGGY
By: Chan Mongol



Voodoo of the stone age tookover;

Mighty magicians created the atmosphere!

Like it or not, we have been living in it;

No change, no fresh start can be made!

We are in the foggy weather;

Thousands of years old fog not yet clear!

People been prisoners;

In hands of liar leaders!

Anyway, Sahara is drying;

Euphrates is dying!

Land grabbers are increasing;

We see builders and new housing!

Semitic was named after the bad boy Shem;

He was Noah son's name!

Saturday, January 13, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: fog,weather
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East Bengal (Bangladesh)
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