Poetry

Echoing your voice through smooth arrows

Julid​

Peace my earth
Peace my region
Peace my country
Peace my province
Peace my town
Peace my village
Peace my family
Make a peace with me
But……

Cost of Voting

Vote
It is so noisy on your dancing stage
But it is only consumed in an unwanted peace cake
While waiting to change or cut your shake

Peace Ball

Let me turn your spectrum into guts
Eat your egocentric system
Make a note on your deep heart
That is written “home” on it

Fading Culture

My body slowly fades from civilization,
My blood dissolves, pooling on the courtyard stones
Returning to the earth, buried beneath the motherland’s embrace,
Culture perishes in the arms of a generation
That forgets the language of its ancestors

Vote

Fuel
Human Rights
Right to Speak
Right to Vote
Right to Be Chosen
Right to Win
Right to Lose

My Ancestor’s Hill

My ancestor
has long slept beneath that mound of mountain,
wrapped in the forest that shields my village,
beneath a blanket of deep black golden stone.

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