Shahin Mallik

Rookie - 0 Points (15.12.1975 / Manikgonj (Bangladesh))

God And My Gun - Poem by Shahin Mallik

God, You already have looser.
Never try to go ahead.
Only you will get modesty.
Look your front door,
There are many skeleton.
Look at the back door –
of your king palace.
There are many mosses.
Look at the sky, or
Try to listen of air’s sound.
Some foodless peoples cry.
A teens girls eagerness.
Rain, thunder not come-
By your order.
Your world are becoming small and small.
They are coming now-
Already they have new that story,
How you have make yourself the God.
Already they have knew about your Ignorance.
God, Really you have looser.
I hate you also now.
You have take my pen many time-
From my honest hand.
Now I am put here a gun in my hand.
Look me carefully-
My gun is so danger.
It is full of bullet.
You are a blind,
You are a selfish.
Only a some day
All people will take you,
At the road from your palace.
Where you will flee?
Look at your front-
My pipe gun is always ready.
Look…….look here.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 11, 2008

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