Mother Humanity Poem by Akhtar Jawad
Mother Humanity
Millions of years have passed,
Many rivers of blood I have crossed,
I am still wounded, I am still tortured,
I am still sick, I could not be cured.
The way in which, I have been insulted,
My dreams of love are ruined and deserted,
My wish of peace was crushed with weapons,
I regret to reproduce devils and demons.
How selfish are my sons how cruel how unkind!
I wish my time I could once rewind,
And love a black hole for an end to sleep,
Forever, too long, uninterrupted and deep! !
A very powerful write! In curt language, you wail for the wounded Humanity! No word is superfluous, but conveys feelings in sharp intensity ! A 10
Humanity has become an endangered species, constantly being challenged by cruelty and blood bath.
Your love for humanity beautifully portrayed through this poem, thanks for sharing!
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I would like to translate this poem
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8/3/2025 7:09:40 PM # 1.0.0
A beautiful message through a lovely poem.