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My Lament

Arakan . . .
These are My Words for You

Oh My God, I don’t know where to begin
Or how to gather the words that are within

The inferno in my heart that’s seething through
My veins as they pulse insatiably for you

We’re witnessing this happening all over again
A minority under an “extremist reign”

So how do I find the just words to start?
To let you know what’s in my bleeding heart

I cannot watch, hear or read about you
Without my heart rupturing in two

Insurmountable angry tears choke me
For the cruelty you’re enduring from your enemy

The ethnic “cleansing” of a Muslim minority
A nauseating debacle for the human eye to see

Your homes and possessions they savagely pillage
Buddhist extremists enjoying your bloody spillage

The military junta ripping into you barbarically
Intent butchering of you one by one unabatedly

a new low is on the rise All wickedly chasing their own self interests And your lands becoming their future conquests Being a Muslim from Rohingya seems to be your crime As history of your torment is telling us time after time How many more of your innocents have to expire? For the world to come to your aid for you to suspire To end your siege of darkness taking place for decades To live free with no religious and ethnic barricades . Going through unspeakable humiliation And abuse beyond the realm of degradation By your neighbouring countries you’re rejected From their lands to seek asylum you’re ejected You’re not even given the rights of a refugee Just food and water then off you go to more misery Trapped in a vicious cycle of repeated slaughter With procrastinating “leaders” as your “supporter” Discussions of your fate they’ve yet to decide So you’re to endure more of your genocide Several “leaders” choose to turn a blind eye And even turn a deaf ear to your pleading cry Not even a peep from the fourteenth Dalai Lama And Aung San idly watches your horrifying drama Both were awarded the ‘Nobel Peace Prize’ A disgrace to peace.

13th August 2012 . racism has seeped into the mind Devoid of humanity and morals selectively defined Let us not be silent about the Genocide in Myanmar And let our resonating words resound near and far Arakan. These are My Words for You Monday. How is it that in this day and age? There are still people living in a dire cage Of ongoing racial and religious discrimination For their erasure: an absolute eradication Like osmosis.