Fans Poem by Chan Mongol

FANS
Poet Chan Mongol
August 22 of 2019

Check in the history
And check how did they get own glory
Find, who glorified them?
Fans and fans of fans upheld system.

Naming or titling them as whatever
Our thoughts go in their favor
Fans skillfully edited and printed their images
Fans painted only their golden days.

They talked some senses
In favor of fans but never stopped offences
O.K! They were advanced men
In tricks, human psychology, then!

Story tellers were good in fictions
In their fictions, fans got addictions
The system became narcotic substance
One after another, glories of leaders and fans.

Fans advertised and attempted to explore
Hundreds of years a dynasty ruled before.
Fans had massive presence
For popularity, their influence was the importance.

For the dream like life in the earth, here
Leaders follow structures of old power
Teaching isn't heard about to know thyself
Their teaching to die for a country doesn't help.

Gangs are rubbish but here they make
Their winners are liars and fake
In this earth, their footprints, popularity last
Alas! Infamous are leveled in the dust.

Those decorated leaders who came then, early
They entered in brains firmly
Even Prince Buddha, Alexander
Well backings of Shakespeare!

Requiring influential supporters
To become Noble prize winners
Alone is miserable
So, many are smarter to win people.

A lot of favors those supporters do
They stick together to win, to let go
With allowances or salaries
With sweet words or in tea parties!

But those who look for the truth, the real god
They lived alone and they were not bored
They concentrated on own ability
They vowed the priority for individuality.

No cure found from any doctoral prescription
Humanity failed for the contradicted constitution
Fans enhanced laws, bi-laws only to trouble
Thus, lives already molded to burn in this hell.