Nationalism is a shackle
Poem by Chan Mongol
July 26 of 2020
You can't imagine how mean those nationalists are;
How fanatics they are to falsely undermine other!
With new national anthem and patriotic spirit;
Power hungry people put shackles on our feet.
By forgetting the past and the reality, originality;
The new generation construct a dirty nationality.
We are moving from place to place for betterment;
A nationalist lives somewhere as an immigrant!
Leaders are in better countries for own settlements;
But they intoxicated fallen citizens to live like ants.
Its gambling and they use the nationalism roulette;
For jackpot, they fasten folks with nationalism belt.
Making nations after nations, countries after countries;
Bringing third world phenomena and the worldwide crisis.
One mankind but unnecessary, unjustified division;
Countries are chaining feet and stopping immigration.
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