Old Dent Poem by Chan Mongol

Old Dent

OLD DENT
By: Chan Mongol

Why countries;
Why armies?
Human miseries;
Always increase!
A big government;
Ally of a serpent!
Killing children;
Causing pain!
Same was done;
With Red Indian!
Now Palestine;
Take the land fine!
But don't kill;
Why blood spill?
Land is a prison;
Cruelty is religion!
Israel is the hater;
Man eater tiger!
Others are silent;
Why they can't?
Land got old dent;
No more resilient!
Loudly I meant;
No government?
No more country;
Just tribe and family!

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East Bengal (Bangladesh)
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