Hyena Poem by Chan Mongol

Hyena



Hyena
September 15,2018

When I had the life to blossom but my world was so small!
The orphan faced barricades all alone and met wrong people! !
The vixen came from nowhere to me!
She was hungry and smelled money! !
The pregnant beast wanted to suck my blood and entered to my balcony!
The biblical hyena took a painful bite from the minor to make my lachrymal story! !
A horse can never be born from the filthy womb of an ugly dangerous hyena!
She may eat the best fresh meat by tricking, terrorizing beautiful lives in the arena! !
The bottle to keep the wine, milk or water is a significant matter!
The liquid will be looked like the color and size of the container! !
You run for life when you can't defeat the aggressive beast!
Try to stay in the safe zone in the north, south, west or east! !
I had no safe zone, no own strong folk in that war torn state!
I was minor and the wicked scratched on my face whom I hate! !

Saturday, September 15, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: autobiography
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Chan Mongol

Chan Mongol

East Bengal (Bangladesh)
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