A Third World Country Poem by Chan Mongol

A THIRD WORLD COUNTRY
Poem by Chan Mongol
July 2 of 2022



Do you know that you are on your own?

And a third world government is the clown!

How can you consider yours as a country?

Visions must cross the barricade of the well built boundary.

Government doesn't give subsidized health plan;

Yours isn't a free country in my opinion.

Privileges are theirs and you lost the peaceful liberty!

They cuffed you as voters in your own country!

The country was made in your blood sacrifices;

You get the poverty and cries while they stop your uprises!

You are chained citizens in a country but who are they?

You are humans but they are aliens whom you obey!

Your capital city is dispensing bactaria, virus;

Lives are with smoke, gas, traffic jamming, horrors!

A capital city supposed to be the heart of a country;

Elites get priority but yours are uncleaned and dirty!

Smelly streets none clean garbage vehicles;

I am a critic and my folklores aim to free you from hells.

It's not that hard to live a civilized life like a bird;

You live in the cage where you are being captured!

A governing system is my true concern in all days;

Citizens shouldn't be undermined like slaves and preys!

: Photo credit goes for writer friend Fazle Nizame Khan