Strings of ugliness
Keisham Lanchenba *
A land with its own culture
A culture defined by its people
The people with different set of minds ,
A different set of minds yet with many who are uncivilized
Why do you snatch when it's not yours
Why do you make fake stories of it being yours
I don't mind it sharing with you
But don't dare to show me that unfriendly attitude
Why are you proud , when you take their land
Why are you sad , the time it's your land
Still all I remember is your cat face
The one with anger and the one with unfriendliness
Playing the game of blame is full of risk
That is the reason why your mind is sick
All we offered was peace and love
The one you gave us , was the box full of unwanted stuff
All I want is peace in this beautiful place
The one who will never disturb with their ugly face
I will stay close to you in this journey
Oh my god , my roads are so lovely .
* Poem written by Keisham Lanchenba for e-pao.net
The writer can be contacted at lkmalom2020(AT)gmail(DOT)com
This poem was webcasted on 17 July 2023 .
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