All human beings are born free and equal in dignity and rights. They are endowed with reason and conscience and should act towards one another in a spirit of brotherhood.
(Article 1 of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights in Burmese)
No one shall be subjected to arbitrary arrest, detention or exile.
Those who have the kindness of benefit for others
For the sake of living beings, do not relax their powers.
Though these holy beings bear a heavy burden,
They never put it down and dwell in discouragement.
Burma is known as a golden land made of several ranges (or ‘Yoma’ in Burmese) where thousands of tribal memories, wisdoms, religions, cultures and beauties of plants and animals dwell. The rivers, all of them are indeed important to the people and other existences, snake through these beautiful mountainous regions and flow from the north to the south where Indian Ocean is. The peoples, Burma has 103 ethnics, all of them used to be really generous and all they knew was to give.
Since the modern day’s dictators have systematically destroyed, now the golden land is famous for its narcotic trades, refugees, migrant workers and various atrocities and sufferings.
One day, we’ll be free again and the land will be again famous for its beauty.
Bearing golden fruits
Fertilizers pour down from heaven
For mans’ willing pursuits;
Huge thunderstorms bellowing the tree of humanity;
Emblems-torn their tongues too rough on the branches of humankind
As they spread their wraths,
Sawdust blown around from the being Cut, broken and fallen down
The dance of nude humiliations shown on the screens around the world;
The up-to-date Diasporas scream
On their routes snaking along their continental scrapes and oceanic grievances;
Some sank as some disappear in plights, never sighted again!
The fight for freedom, equality and rights goes on
Guided by the music of Death Playing his viola
Resting on his left shoulder like a thin cloud of sneeze
Its strings in a breeze vibrating like a rain,
Thunderstorms roar across cold civilizations
Millions of chainsaws operating;
Flames and smogs
Shouting in the dragons’ mouths
The fiery words echoes through the sky just cracked
They fly up and they grab all the available heads gathering in a circle
They enter into the tight tunnels leading to the darkness
With the Big Bang speed their intrusions
All the armours of wisdom shielding the eardrums blown apart;
This Dark wisdom
Delivered just for you
With the best wishes of the greatest wills from the kingdom of Boo
Wide openly fulfil thy Hearts for gains
And pump these molten insights to thy brains
And with that let’s ordain a new paradise together
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