Anathology
When we were born Mom and Dad
cried and laughed, in pain and joy.
But they did know one day, we will kill their freedom!
In the wrath of Corona,
the looter looted state coffer,
the rapists, the insurgents have killed
the living people, insulting humanity
But the people are still speechless.
Of course, I am an atheist within
the understanding of present society.
In my understanding,
I am not a hypocritical religious
but a self-righteous person who
walks on the path shown by nature.
We are part of a society where we grew up
between a superstitious society that sucks blood
in the name religions preachers
Rama, Krishna, Buddha, Jesus Christ, Mohammad!
It is not my fault that my country
And we are known as beggars and poor!
The fault is the reason of abusing people’s power
by the ruling government on accepting loans, donations and charities.
In the morning, with a cool breeze,
touching your body, stroking silky hair,
Lips kissed by both of us in the
whirlpool of lost consciousness!
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