With a, sovereign charade, beyond repair
‘Martial Messiahs’, need, no more façades
China laid, one more, faux-republic, bare
To be reigned, with fear, by its, hired death-squads!
How a, Minion-Angel, turned, nemesis
Of their, lust of power, loot and gore
Whose prejudice, farms, political paralysis
In this free land, faith is, fear’s metaphor!
World watches, aghast, dragon’s, political puppet-play
Once a, ragdoll of Junta, Suu Kyi is, now gone
Absolved, of their coup, and, Rhingya-melee
Thanks to, United Nations, a mere, Chinese pawn!
Is this, end of, faith’s, ethnic epic
Or the, beginning of, fear’s endless war
In the throes, of woes, squirms, hope’s relic
Democracy’s, Funeral, In Myanmar!
© 2021 Vikas Chandra