Doyal Faruk

Doyal Faruk

Abstract introduction of a weed

My horizon trembles with the nature that repeatedly acts on itself

As far as I know, religion has come to this country
through Iraq, Iran, Afghanistan, Pakistan, India

My ancestors were farmers, an illiterate nation
The slaves of the exploiting king, the king, the landlord

They cried out in lamentation of destruction – I want freedom
The embrace of the metal structure on a numb face
How long will this not be?
Like a young woman, she pulled religion to her chest to claim her rights

Her name is peace

The same stream has been flowing for ages
The golden rice is oppressed by rats, the soil sweats in the semen of the wind
The oppression of religion has gripped my whole body like leprosy, a devastating disease

The religion that liberated my grandfather and his ancestors is throwing me into a dark well
More cruel than religion, the weed of religion, religion rules Destiny is turning scriptures into a constitution

There is no religious charter in the birthplace of religion. Today, the weed of religion is the leader of religion!

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