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 rights to our names.

Mohammad Erfun Amin