Myanmar Massacre Poem by FABIYAS M V

Monks become monsters.
2017 is also a bloody year.

Where is Suu Kyi?
Did she lose her voice

beneath the military boots?
Paralyzed arms and legs.

Rape is a genocidal ritual.
Bloated corpses in the canal

were women in the morning.
Intensity of pain and color of blood,

the same here too.
Rohingya belong to the Homo sapiens.

Anathema rising from discontent
leaps over tolerance.

Alas!
Nobody cares shivering and shrieking.



First published in The Literary Hatchet