Cry of Muslims in Burma
B.A.LLB 1st Semester (A) Roll No: 53
We’ll not cry if you flog us
With branches trees,
It won’t render us pains.
We’ll only feel it biting our skins
Just for today and it will dry up
By this time of tomorrow,
We won’t cry if we lose our friends.
We’ll get over it very fast.
It won’t even stop us from playing.
Since death is no respecter of anyone,
People come to this world
And people leave this world.
But we will cry if we fall.
If our home divides against itself.
If our parents can’t handle themselves.
How do they expect us to grow
If they pick up sticks against themselves
Because they want to eat.