Exile

Exile

- Zillur Rahman

Sometimes it feels like leaving Earth and settling on another planet, Mars or Uranus.
The world has made the mind tired, the whole body is tired.
Killing people at the hands of people is like running drunk like a violent monster with the intoxication of blood.

The heart-rending cry of the human body, heated by the impact of the atomic bomb, hit this chest like a sharpened knife.
The sky-splitting screams of a mother who has lost her child will not touch the heart of a merciless person, even when she prays to Allah's throne.

This world is no longer human, the animals called humans are destroying the fertility of the beautiful earth.
So no more burning ashes in this world,
send me somewhere else
I want to be exiled to some other planet far from Earth,
Saturn, Saturn or Uranus.