The Ruins Poem by Muzahidul Reza

The Ruins
September 10, 2020


For some time, anyway, I was sleeping
Getting up, looking back I see your self-destruction
Fires from in and out of you burning all -

Burning the things and the beings
Dishonoring, burning the Lecture of Almighty Creator
Torturing the innocent followers of it,

Destroying their dear prayer halls
Causing the worst commotion in our long living world,
At last you are the fully uncivilized,

And, then you are the naked savage
Tension, feeling and the least quality less cheap beast
In nasty leftovers making your feast.