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The Child who
Takes pollute air
Since his birth
Slowly and Slowly
He who has forgotten
The purity of nature

Day by day
He has lost
His serene soul
Now he does not recognize
The beautiful green
He has almost forgotten all the way
To the release of

All the fault of the person
Who is to take over again,
To be released
Along the way to
Where it all away

Where,

Politics is only for the king
There the truth is always
Caught up in lies
There is no opposition
To his position
Before the creation
Of the prison

There,
However,
The word democracy is admitted
To the hospital,
And there is no way
Where all dreams are overrun
Where the sun has arisen
And has beckoned him,
His voice has sunk again

Where,

You are quietly separated
Is distinguished
From the beautiful

Your eyes are a waste of
Add all to fade
 
Your tongue is tasteless
Messy to eat
 
Light will be taken away
You stuck to the four walls

Words send away
Your pen down

His(King) fawning
To consciousness
Where there is
No opposition in opinion

However,
There is not an option
For Freedom

Where there no pigeon
To fly in the sky
And there is not going
To write a poem

Because it may go
Against the King
Where the freedom
Is completely exiled
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@ Musfiq us shaleheen