Human Sacrifice Poem by Abdul Wahab

The place where I live is a damp swamp space
Here not only live human beings
But also live cockroaches, mosquitoes and flies
India is her name
If I go more specific then it is called west Bengal
Around me is only
Heap of mud, dust and dirt
Along with some liars, traitors and hypocrites
Strange, peculiar and odd things always happen
Most bewildering thing in this place is their mind
So superstitious are they
If you listen to their beliefs your head will start to spin
Take only one here,
They banned the cow slaughtering
As they think it is a great sin
But human sacrifice is not bad enough to be stopped
Rather still they believe
Human sacrifice could bring them huge fortune