The Coward
Soe Raza
RB Poem
March 19, 2013
The Coward
I’m a true Coward!
Who was waiting for have a high Reward!
Without going a step Forward;
Who left behind always and looking for a Backward.
With cold blood and skinny before and Afterward!
Who talked much of Rohingyas’ Pain!
Without resisting for a Gain,
A Coward talks much with little or no Action;
This is of Rohingyas’ Tradition,
They fight with tongue as if a swift Action.
A Coward enjoyed no Peace with Freedom!
As it is against the Wisdom,
A Coward conquered no Kingdom!
Without bloodshed there is no Freedom,
Action without a definite aim is Random!
Fear with tears trickling down my Cheeks!
It is how I become Weak and Freak;
A Coward doesn’t know how to Trick!
As He thinks of no Blinks;
Look, Only for a Drink!
I have read the Book of Hero!
Fought for years with no Fears and Tears;
Against discrimination and differentiation,
To build a Free and Independent Nation;
That is the breath to peace Foundation.
Without standing by myself Up,
Could I touch the ‘Gold Cup’?
No, my voices, I have to raise you for a high Up;
To make you heard by all in hands Up,
A sound in unison could destroy the Hub.
Soe Raza is a social activist for Rohingyas’ citizenship rights & student at International Islamic University Malaysia pursuing a degree in Master in Pharmaceutical Sciences (Pharmacology).
Author's note: This poem was aimed to express the quietness of Rohingya with patience without standing themselves for a resistance and defence against those racists and extremist Buddhist Rakhines in Arakan, Burma (Myanmar). Here, some special meanings are embedded in the words with capital letters. It is said that better to die with a movement of the body rather than a cry simply for sorrows. It is the right time to prepare a united stand with definite aims making a sound in unison to raise issue of “The Open Secret Ethnic Cleansing of Rohingya Muslims in Myanmar” in the name of “Reforms and Road-map to Democracy by successive military regimes.
