Who Is Right - Poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Who is right
It is too much to hear
And develop inside fear
Where and when will this stop?
I cry and raise my voice on the top
It will go on
The ugly faces shall be shown
The game may run continuously
The world may raise outcry but live on lavishly
Yes the children and women are most sufferers
The children are used as chap laborer
The women are used as sex worker
These all things happen when you leave own country and cross over
You shall live as refuges with poverty
You shall be helped by nobody
Yet the stage is set already
The hideouts of the mercenaries are bombarded daily
When will stop your plight?
When will this genocide go out of sight?
The question is “who is right?
The perpetrator, sufferer or what should be felt?
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