Colonised

They landed where we grew,

They stamped us to rear,

They found aliens who dwelt here

And they owned the soil with their crew!

They built their nest by chopping,

And addressed it as the right dream!

They labelled my friends by hunting

And cursed them as danger with scream!

They are the owners,

And we live as tenants!

They are the saviours,

And we breath as dangers!

We are the ancient trees,

Who saw their birth,

When these creatures sung their lullaby!

We are the colonised

Who lost the past with the advent of masters.

         

Why?

Poisoned pebbles are dropping from the air,

To fill the valley of blood with fumed flesh!

Burnt balls are chocking the alley

With the smoke of withered souls!

But the heaven is sceptic of need,

As it fail to sort out blood from this ocean,

Where the stream of brawn and butcher flow 

As a single river which drain the patriotic beat.

     

Harvest

You reap the field,

Where I sow my thoughts!

You ate the fruit,

Which I washed to speak!

You drank the ale,

Where I stroked the waves!

You looted the field,

Where my sweat bloom!

You are the gatherer,

Who harvested my crops!

You are the thief,

Who review my harvest!

           

               

Question

Where is your brother?

Is he bleeding in the warfront,

While you polish those swords?

Where is your brother?

Is he shivering in the cold,

While you burn your new blankets?

Where is your brother?

Is he starving in the alley,

While you tore your hotdogs?

Where is your brother?

Is he begging for a cent,

While you celebrate your doggie's birthday?

Where is your brother?

Is he plastering by the worms,

while you ornate your grave with golden words?