UNACCOMPLISHED MISSION
Poem by Chan Mongol
May 7 of 2021
Why undermining those unfortunates often?
You must know, accidents and deaths happen.
Pride shall have a fall but you are in a proud mood;
Your hatred and discrimination do not look good!
Why say, handicaps are sinners and religious are pious?
Money here and paradise there but nothing for sinners.
Untouchable to touch and invisible to visualize!
Yours can't be divine but ineffective and fruitless tries!
To earn virtue why unaccomplished mission to the star, far?
God made all but all but why do you slaughtering his nature?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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