A MESSAGE TO MY LAND [Poem]

The sun has set to rise again, 

To eradicate evil and peace remain.

Our fight for void belly in vain.

Restore the peace through some rain.

They feed you creed from far behind; 

Make us fool and orthodox blind; 

Destine a man through religious mind.

Shelley should blow again his West Wind.

Anarchy and hatred here spread; 

Each other we play blood, stealthily tread; 

No one living here, land of dead 

Gleam with light and raise your head.

Fall, infected leaves! and God fright; 

Grow some new leaves, full of delight.

Unleash freshness to conquer night.

Scatter greens and crown the land bright.