Mohammad Erfun Amin

ROHINGYA RIGHTS DENIED  We all are one and the same,       In the same sky and earth, Some seek their own fame,       but we are deprived from birth.       We all are one and the same,       With the same blood and beam, Why are we still in trouble,       why do we feel so much struggle?       We all are one and the same,       You should hear our voices, And strive to give us a name,       Or we will have no other choices.       We all are one and the same,       but only we turn to ashes in flames. And feel the heat of the sun,       as we float in the ocean.       We all are one and the same,      No one gives us a helping hand, They keep us as we have smell of damp,      And expel us from our own land.        We all are one and the same,        And we long for a peaceful life, But by a blood-curdling scream,        We are Rohingya, the Rohingya tribe. You say in all conferences,         That we all are one and the same. If so, why are these differences?         You claim to give r

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I' m a Human with Rights I am a Rohingya, from the Arakan region, always in persecution, but, a heart full of compassion. I am a Rohingya, No one cares about me, always in discrimination, Bullets come just into me. I am a Rohingya, always fight for justice, No one makes me free, like birds soar in solstice. I am a Rohingya, always send me in prison, I am a devoted Muslim, perhaps this is the reason. I am a Rohingya, So if it is, ain't I a human? I deserve all of my rights. Is that you treat by a man? I am a Rohingya, No one is ready to help me, No one hears my silent tears, I endure what you don't see. I am a Rohingya, Now live in the refugee camp, Once in the forests and tents, keep me as I've a smell of damp. Mohammad Erfun Amin All copyright reserved. (2/8/2021) Monday