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Autumn Sep 2017
The Rohingya Flee
They run.
They scream.
They beg for help.
Their homes are burned.
The women are *****.
The children are tortured.
Everyone is killed.
A savior amidst the government and yet her lips sit on top of each other, only opening to condemn the persecuted Rohingya...
A Nobel Peace Prize winner revealing herself as an assailant of ethics.
The Rohingya.
The humans denied aid by almost every brother and sister,
THOUSANDS of men, women, children,
are drowning, burning, pleaing for mercy,
as you sit in your comfy chair and read this poem,
as i sit in this bed writing this poem.
The Rohingya are looking into the eyes of a Buddhist state;
looking down the barrel of a gun pointed at them from infancy.
An entire culture dedicated to dehumanizing humans...
An entire coalition of states conforming to locking the Rohingya out...
A state committing textbook genocide.
A world subduing to textbook ignorance.
And the Rohingya fighting for the right to live
For the right to be
Human
The Rohingya must not flee, nor fear persecution, for We shall stand by the Rohingya!
i never write about anything other then feelings basically so i know this is rough but its important
#savetherohingya #rohingya #un #genocide #rohingyarefugeecrisis #freedom #persecution
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Shofi Ahmed Mar 2017
Cries of the Innocents (Rohingya)
Inside the great
big global village
not everything is rosy
even a cat knows it
a leaf can sniff it.
The Moon shines
not in every night
nor God promised
always a blue sky.
Still the roses bloom
Cinderella has the lot
the reasons to groom.

The richest among the folks
turns philanthropist in the globe.
The wisest among the men
celebrate the era for it’s
the civilisation at its peak.
Hooray what now triumphs at last
is the wisdom and humanity!

Really? O please tell me?
Not very far, nor for much,
just because some differ in faith
mothers and fathers left in pain.
Not because they are to lose
Rohingyan sun nor the land
beneath their feet but in no time
their sons and daughters
can be put to death into fire
that too before their eyes
before the silent established world!
#god #great #cry #innocents #eyes #world #civilisation #promise #global #blue
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JOJO C PINCA Dec 2017
ROHINGYA AT ANG ETHNIC CLEANSING SA MYANMAR
sinusunog na mga bahay,
sinasamsam ang mga ari-arian,
sinasaktan pati ang mga bata,
ginagahasa ang mga babae,
at pinapatay ang mga lalake.
ganito araw-araw ang kanilang sinasapit,
hindi sa kamay ng mga tulisan o rebelde,
hindi sila ang salarin sa pang-aapi,
kundi ang estado at militar ang pasimuno.
sila ang pasistang halimaw na naninibasib,
pagkat gusto nilang maubos ang mga Rohingya.
hindi daw sila taga Burma,
latak daw sila ng mga Arabong dayo,
kaya kailangan na sila'y malipol.
walang magawa si Aung San Suu Kyi,
pati s'ya hawak sa leeg ng militar.
walang ginagawa ang Amerika at UN,
palibhasa wala silang mapapala sa mahirap na bansa.
isa na naman ba itong Rwanda,
o katulad sa Gaza?
walang gustong tumulong sa kanilang walang pakinabang.
maramot ang saklolo sa mga madaling maloko,
hindi kinakalinga ng langit ang mga tunay na api at kapos palad,
sapagkat ang mata ng kasaysayan ay nakatuon lagi sa Europa
at sa mga bansang masagana.
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jan oskar hansensapopt Sep 2017
Burma and Rohingya
Burma and Rohingya

1948 thousands of Palestinians were thrown out of their
land suddenly by the new occupiers, was called Israel.
and thousands of them live in camps waiting to return
a dream they refuse to let go off.
Now, the Rohingya people have fled their country Burma,
they have nothing; they want to return to their land
but land mines and gunfire stops them, both instances
are and obscene abuse, a horrid behaviour by
one people to another, but there will be a reaction if you
push hard enough even the modest turn and
fight back, and you better understand this truth.
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jan oskar hansensapopt Nov 2017
Myanmar
Myanmar

Half a million people thrown out of their country
the silence of our guilt is the weight of shadows
when we unforgiven do nothing to help the people.
To defend them with UN troops, or for that matter
give NATO, a none political role, to stop this inequity.
Myanmar is so far from Europe and the Rohingya
people so primitive and they have no famous writers.
We know nothing of their music, the weight of our
silence is darker than the night.
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Andrew Duggan Aug 2018
A Letter to Aung San Suu Kyi
Dear State Counsellor.

Once I saw you as an icon of morality.
A bastion of hope.
A ‘dancing peacock’ in a troubled world.
Some called you the ‘midwife of democracy’.
Others an ‘Oxford housewife’,
a peacock ready to show its eyes.

But now….

The Children, babies, women and men of the Rohingya
are butchered, ***** and murdered by your
soldiers as you read poetry to children.

And the rest of the world stands by waiting for
the Norwegians to take away your Nobel Peace Prize.
Another sense of justice, lost again.

The working hands of the Muslim men in Rakhine
are tied by the Buddhists, the lovers of peace.

Their guns gleaming and your army standing by.

“It wasn’t us” say the Generals
“It was the Buddhists”.

But of course we have seen this before.
At Srebrenica, Nanking, My Lai and Auschwitz,
until the gas came.

And the world stands by.
Another failure, another genocide.

Now, as your military load the death carts
and bury mothers next to their children.
The Buddhists place flowers on the mass graves.
And I call for you and your ‘men’
to be accountable for those burnt by the sun.
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Mane Omsy Sep 2017
Rohingya, We Mourn
Dozen military attempting crimes
Some didn’t expect it on children
When they wear religious Kasaya
Holding swords daring the police
Meant for protection but witness
In front of them, being slaughtered
Will they ever step forward?
Yes, but without their body parts
I’ve seen pictures of red rivers
Seen bodies of babies floating
Here we quarrel about border issues
There they don’t ask, just swings
Flesh into fragments of butchered meat
Like it’s a tradition, they *****
Left the bodies unburied, as trophies
As lessons to teach who believed
For their choices, for they were free
For they expected independence
For they believed to live with peace
Recently after a small silence, the Burma Buddhists acted again against the innocent minority (rohingyas) Muslims by slaughtering men, women, children and even they drowned little infants on the rivers. Turkish president has decided to talk about it in the US assembly and step forward by sending a troop to defend these poor people. We all pray for the victims.
#violence #buddhism #burma #poor #innocent #peace #support #help #life #terror
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John Edward Smallshaw Sep 2018
Raining in Rohingya
It took me some time, but in time
I shook the cobwebs away,
woke up to a Saturday or did I?

at some point someone points the way,
this way to the weekend.

I am as sure as I can be that my eyes were wide open
and I was
watching my breath frost on the cobblestones and then
the room shifted just lifted itself and moved several degrees from true
and if that's true am I still awake, did I wake or am I still sleeping?

That aside,
my eyes are open wide and coffee is in the ***,
not a lot because she says, it's not good for me.

but the dreaming bothers me
as if
someone's sending me
a message
that I cannot decipher,
and they're quite heavy
which is not a word
I use lightly.
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Michael Marchese Aug 2017
Hymn of the Heretic
I'm the unholiest of nights
I am nocturnal antichrists
I am the intifada phantom
Blacking out the Israelites

I am the netherworld Rohingya  
To Gautama's paradise
I can indulge in my salvation
For a fraction of the price

I am the spice of life aboard
Malagasy pirate ships
I am the pyramids of greed
Built atop the cracks of whips

I get on nerves of your Nirvana
I'm the burning Book of Mormon
I'm a hundred years of war
And famine, plagues and locusts swarmin'

I am 47 ronin  
To the Hiroshima priest
As they Shinto Harakiri
I am rising in the east

I am the fracture in the caste
Of the Brahmin’s brittle bones
I am the wrath of jealous deities
On Mount Olympus thrones

I'm the cult of personality
The Satan's circle level
I'm the hammer and the sickle
I'm the patron saint of rebel

I'm the heathen Eden extremist
The radical depiction
Of Muhammad's severed head
Adorned in crowns of crucifixion

I'm the Xenu Voodoo Guru
I'm the omniversal cosmic view  
The lord of space and time
And now my thetan horde awakens you

From sins of your mortality
I know them all too well
You place your faith in heaven
But I make mine here in hell
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Jermon May 2019
Silent Holocausts
Where are the voices now?
Where are the people?
Where are the documentaries?

Now, when silent holocausts in Yemen, Uighur, Syria, Rohingya

Or are these things merely reserved for after their souls have been ripped from their bodies
Where are the human rights?
Where is humanity?

What is the world doing, donating charities and leading protests by the thousands, yet turning a blind eye on the worst forms of torture?
27.05.2019
Just Why? Why is there NO way to help them out? Why is this allowed to even happen?
#holocaust #silent #killing #****** #politics #politicians #uighur #rohingya #myanmar #syria
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jan oskar hansensapopt Oct 2017
the displaced
The Displaced

The Rohingya people are fleeing Myanmar where
they have lived for many generations, the British when it was
called Burma, gave them passports; they had a homeland.
This has now been taking away from them, their villages burnt
to the ground, many young men killed.
They are a people made homeless mainly because they are
Moslem in a Buddhist country,
or is Buddhism a religion, based on the teaching of Buddha,
a wise man who lived in his mother's garden and spoke about
peace and tolerance. Is there a religion called Socrates?
Why is this holocaust so utterly underreported? Again one has
To ask the question: is it because they are Moslems.
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jan oskar hansensapopt Nov 2017
the child in us
The Child in us

Outside I see life hurdle past at a speed
leaves vapour trails behind and as I eat my soup, a child
in Rohingya dies of malnutrition.
It is morning after the party, and I try to feel guilty about
the food we ate and cannot, and now as I write a child
in Yemen died of a shrapnel wound to its stomach.
What a sin we commit not given an infant a chance
to live a life of peace, but this, not the full story we in
Europe is quick with the scalpel taking life before it is
born and we feel no guilt, just another lost day at
the clinic of death.
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jan oskar hansensapopt Sep 2017
the lady on the island
The Lady on the Island

She lived in a big villa with servants, on an island
connected to the mainland by a bridge, she had house arrest
wanted free elections and democracy.
A hero of the west and she got a medal for her tenacity.
The military junta set her free yet kept their power, she accepted
after all, she was a general's daughter.
As a de facto president, she turned out to be a racist, didn't defend
The Rohingya people who their villages burnt to the ground and
had to flee the massacre by the army, she stayed silent and lost
credibility, she was just elite racist didn't want to be a leader of
people who were not of her blood.
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jan oskar hansensapopt Jan 2019
how it is so insane
How it is so insane

There is a hardening of empathy in the blood vessels
of the Western world has peace lasted too long, if we
regard bloodletting as a natural cycle like the seasons
and now it is blue frost winter in the heart of man.
We have always been killing each other, the USA was
born by eradicating the local population and indeed
in Latin America, the conquistadors killed 90%
of its people and now we have Israel repeating
the long history of ******; not to forget the Rohingya
people escaping being slain by Buddhists in Myanmar.
Now we see a crescendo of mass eradication of plants
and animals, the very foundation of human life it is as
we are at war with self, committing suicide in our quest
to dominate others and thereby us.
There will be no place to hide whether we live in a castle
or in a cave when the world is red-hot bullet hurtling through space, and there will be no history to tell.
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jan oskar hansensapopt Apr 2020
the fox in the henhouse
The fox in the henhouse

The settlers are burning down Palestinians olive trees,
No main newspapers care to report the truth the settlers are conniving
With the Israeli government to do this unopposed.
What we a witnessing is the destruction of a people who had
their land was stolen and hounded to elimination by those who chose
to believe what a scribe said.
There have been many massacres over time like what happened
to the Albanians and other minorities such as the Rohingya people
In the hands of the Buddhists.
We have had the Holocaust, but it is the first time we are seeing
The oppressed are becoming oppressors, and they are so successful
That if we protest, they are calling us anti- Semitic.
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