The chains drill
Of the iron grille,
But the chains break
Human flock,
Hard is right
Fake in soft,
All are not equal
But the most are illegal;
They do not attempt
To be well,
Rather on measureless pit
They are living well.
Copyright © Muzahidul Reza | 06/29/2017
Muzahidul, this poem reminds me of the illegal mine drilling happening on the land that rightfully belongs to our indigenous people. And this happens throughout the world. Blood diamonds for the filthy rich! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Many people are illegal. It has been nicely interpreted here. Beautiful poem shared. Thanks.