Poetry

WE KNOW FEAR By Dynamic Rahmah

Written by Bada Yusuf Amoo

Dawn always appear with fear,

Fear deeper than our souls,

Deeper than the soil,

It reminds us that we are Rohingya,

Homeless never hopeless.

Noon always visit with hunger,

Hunger biting the worms in our sad stomach.

Hunger; a crave for a roof above our tired heads.

It reminds us that we are the outcasts of Burma.

Homeless, hungry not hopeless.

 

Dusk arrives with trepidation,

Fear, and hunger greater than of dawn or noon.

Darkness gathering our sorrow,

for another hopeless ‘morrow.

Mother’s bulging eyes, upward to the blue sky,

Weeping for timely intervention.

Dusk, always accompanied by silent intimidation,

To silence wailing pale children.

Sometimes, into a sleep of forever.

The sea we build castles of hope on,

Betrayed us and tried to drown our little hopes

at the visit of the ‘deadly dusk’.

We are homeless, hungry yet never hopeless.

Our soul knows fear,

our eyes have seen the ugly face

of hunger curled in fear

as long as we live on this soil.

About the author

Bada Yusuf Amoo

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