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Tuesday, April 2, 2019

Behind My Life [The Art Garden's Poem]


Behind My Life

By Ro BM Hairu 

When I was in Myanmar,
I couldn't travel from one place to another 
There is movement restriction on us. 

When I was in Myanmar,
I couldn't worship going to the mosque 
There is curfew order for us. 

When I was in Myanmar,
I couldn't study freely in Burmese school 
There is discrimination for us. 

When I was in Myanmar,
I couldn't play freely on ground 
 There is marching of Burmese soldiers. 

When I was in Myanmar, 
I couldn't sleep at night
There is non-stopped firing. 

When I was in Myanmar, 
I couldn't sow my farmland 
 They grab our land and give it to Natala 

When I was in Myanmar,
I couldn't sell shop in market 
 There is often looting. 

[23-03-2019]

Poet’s Note: Natala is modern Buddhist people brought from upper Myanmar to settle on Rohingya belonged land in Northern Rakhine State, Myanmar.



Reference : The Art Garden Rohingya FB Page

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