Hasan Zaman Mohd. RezaERabbi

The Poor Humanity! - Poem by Hasan Zaman Mohd. RezaERabbi

O’ my dears,
Green grasses grasp the sunlight,
To have Osiris* rebirth,
Sophocles plays his flute, to make cry the sky
Horas* gives the sounds of the rain,
As grows the bloody pain
The poor humanity!

Come here and sit with me,
Till the river flows from the dead mountains.
As, Ravan* never dares
Ulysses to face death;
But Halen fled away
Where there is no Faith
The poor humanity!

I will sing song of the Bondye* nations
Walking on thousands of deaths
And they win.
Today’s Tirasiouses fear to warn them
And their paid choruses sing for them.
The poor humanity!

Osiris is the vegetation god of ancient Egyptian mythology.

Ravan was a king of ancient Sri Lanka and the primary antagonist in the Ramayana

Horas is an Egyptian good of war.

Bondye is a Caribbean Mythological God. He appears very aloof. Don't bother to knock just Go Away

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 4, 2011

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