Refugee 2

 

-----By Aranna Hassan Delwar.

This rainless night is soaked by the moon

But I am getting wet in tears

No, there is no peace in this world.

no truth

What does a man want to survive?

A slice of bread?

No socialism? No democracy?

Sometimes I enter the dark hole

We get lost, forget our birth identity.

Neither socialism nor democracy

I want a loaf of bread to survive.

Now I have only one slogan

Keep your socialism, democracy in your pocket

Guarantee us three meals a day.

Where were you born?

What is my state?

Your battle is in the war game

I lost out on the expansion of the arms trade

My private birth ID and address.

All I know is that this world belongs to God

I am God's creation

Therefore, I have the right over the land of the whole world

Why should I identify myself as a refugee?

In the conflict of your power

Why do I lose my loved ones?

Why will my identity be based on religion?

I am God's creation, that is my identity.

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©Aranna Hasan Delwar.