Burma Bleeds

 I personally think that this is one of the best poems I've ever written, because of the long poem and the words. Really, I love this poem.

BURMA BLEEDS

Everybody’s running from the peaceful place,

At a very fast pace,

Bombing and killing is just not fair,

Why don’t people care?

Trying to hold the country’s bleeding halves together,

Burma won’t stay like this forever,

There’s a hope that it’ll change,

And Burma will be free of its chains,

And a new great leader will arise,

But now, we have to ally with Burma’s side,

Always help someone in need,

And if you’re in danger, they’ll replant that seed,

Aren’t we Muslims, helping our brothers and sisters?

Don’t we want to go to Jannah helping some people from blisters?

Maybe it’s time to make a change,

And let the Burma bird free from the cage,

Help for all you’re worth,

Let the people of Burma stand on solid earth,

Clashing, clanging swords silver and sharp,

The people of Burma don’t even get to eat so much as a carp,

They’re lost and alone with no help,

But they won’t let out a yelp,

So now we need to take a stand,

Helping them with whatever is at hand,

So, my friends, will you help this country?

Please do; because Burma really needs a sentry.

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