SANITY WAS NOT PROGRAMMED
Poem by Chan Mongol
December15 of 2020
Joy never came and it was Okay!
Pain was my pleasure, everyday.
In the dusty path, clothes are dirty;
Dirt is washing them to meet the trinity.
Lions and tigers didn't give me safetythere;
Crocodiles are ready to eat me in the river.
Lions and tigers taught to eat weaker animals;
What can be waiting for flesh eaters except hells?
All preachers in the past failed the humanity;
They followed each other but couldn't program the sanity!
I did exams but unknown if passed or failed;
Waiting for the result which would be only mailed.
Angels will become stars in the far away sky;
Regardless of good or bad, flesh eaters die.
Mistake was done at the dawn, in the beginning;
Satan is winning in such a mysterious living!
With fraud teachers throughout the history;
We gave priority to the destructive industry.
Bottom line is, food makes immunity, the spirit;
May the hungry find bloodless food to eat!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem