Md. Ziaul Haque
Rohingya - Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque
The innocent Rohingya people are dying,
They are running for shelters, for peace,
Like the homeless butterflies!
They cry on and on but humanity seems deaf!
Human conscience has gone dumb!
Like one of the three monkeys,
They are being slaughtered like the animals,
In numerous numbers!
The Rohingyas believe in God,
He will save them for sure!
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