Message Poem by Chan Mongol

MESSAGE
By Chan Mongol
October 23 of 2022



It's them! Horrible! Oh my God;

We cannot anymore afford!

Prices of goods are rocketing high;

We try and try but fail to touch the sky!

Basics were air, water, Sun, soil;

But they added basics, also oil!

I can live in the way my dad did;

He had seeds for the agricultural field!

Why no respect for agriculture;

Modern surgery brought big danger!

Don't vote, don't buy their goods;

Plan, to believe in you to make foods!

Cultivate lands for crops, vegetables;

With woods, leaves, make own fuels!

They are torturing earth as you see;

Digging and cutting her for oil, energy!

Tearing her belly for lousy oil;

In the aftermath, our lives they spoil!

It's time to go back to Babylon;

In the state of nature at that dawn.

I am whispering you at this age;

Talk and pass on my message!