A Rohingya's New Year
I left my house
I leave my village
I left my family
I flee from my country.
They burned our house, also our village
Go back to 'Arakan', they made it garbage.
They tear apart the head from the body of my father,
My mother died by the brutality of those monster.
How I'm gonna celebrate new year this age,
I just want to live with my parent's beside their cage.
Please take my life 'Ya Allah' ,
I'm not a persona, I am a Rohingya.
The above is my entry for the #SteemitPoetryContest#9 with the theme of Christmas / New Year.