Waste Beliefs
You killed me on the nib of the pen
Where I sought the knowledge of peace
You killed me on the peak of roots
Where I founded the pillars of unity
You killed me on the scaffold of ego
When I opened my heart for all equally
Come on man!
What do you want in my death?
Nothing that is;
Just an exaggeration of your egoistic beliefs!
© Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
29/05/2023
Copyright © Mahtab Bangalee | Year Posted 2023
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