My Bloods Are Not For Them Poem by Chan Mongol

I don't want to take their senseless fight
And be their soldier as a part of my right!

Take a note that if I die, I will die for me
They be riches, leaders, I don't want to see!

No way! Treacherous are nobody to me
Where they been when I lost my family?

They want me for their causes, how funny
Let me be for myself and not for their agony!

Everything is for them and such is not right
To save my family did they ever fight?

They are ferocious and been using us
They are betrayers to secure own powers!

They never extended hands to rescue me
In what logic they want bloods from my body?

They are traitors! Leaders! Who are they to me
May God destroy their enterprise, rubbish country?