No Guilt Feelings
Dead Aylan in this sprained beach of humane,
Embraces me but I've no
any guilt feelings!
Toll of knell is proclaiming all my guiltiness
but I'm in stillness of my job, I've
no guilt feelings!
No guilt feelings; no nightmare, I can
jeer at all your sacredness, cause I've no
guilty feelings!
no, no, no! I'm only true in world business!
Albatross of Mariners, the soul of Aylan!
No; I'm not!
Refugees, settlers are everywhere, can
die in my business pyre. I'm
the power, no guilt feelings!
Havoc morning of humanity I can bring!
Let them die in mourning song
of dwelling
I'm the trader, the business magnate
gear, guilt feelings in not in
my super power!
- October 15, 2018 Chattogram
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