Rahman Henry - Some Cruelty

In search of Wedding-Suburbs
Love has reached at Wastage-cities.

Our own plants and trees are growing up
In those gardens that are owned by others.

Our motherlands are actual exiled
That exist far away from our visual worlds.

Better, let's never talk of sawmills,
Trees and those are growing in equal ratio.

I write down these cruelty in a calendar of water pages,
On the tongue of a snake that crossing illusion-rivers.

Days like a great dumb, you know well,
How rapidly deteriorate human endurance!

Rahman Henry

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