SUNSETS OR NOT
Poem by Chan Mongol
January 14 of 2020
Only, at the age of one hundred, I may forget
I may forget whatever I got and I will get.
But the Sun will be there as the same vigor
As vigor as billions of billions years before!
He is the supreme lord in his designated circle
Another boss over him is not a matter at all.
For the record, the truth is that there is no sunset
It's not the sunset when the night when Arabs get.
There was an age when they were philosophers
Ignorantly knew all around Bethlehem harbors.
No knowledge of mankind who lived in hemisphere!
They had no idea of mankind of 60 thousand years older.
Without perfection, they claimed as god's prophets;
False prophecy, philosophy are now untrue, out-dates!
Alas! With their limited visions, they still possess us;
Including modern literate intelligentsia and rulers!
Why priorities with unauthentic biblical stories worldwide?
But biblical stories didn't include aboriginals to guide.
Biblical prophets concluded that the sun isn't god, it sets
Sun never sets, why accepting the concept of imperfects?
Rulers in the past fostered many fallacies for reasons
The truth needs to be highlighted to do corrections.
Come to the point that the sun doesn't set and it is lit;
Am I misunderstood or their fallacies should be unfit?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem