POEM-Afraid to sleep lest the nightmare might begin again- by May Ng (is a member of Justice for Human Rights in Burma)

Afraid to sleep lest the nightmare might begin again

Lulled by the magic show, called Ceasefire,
Put on by the Chameleon government of SLORC, SPDC, etc…
The calm before the storm is always bad news for you little children of Burma who have lived in a shipwrecked state for too long.

Comforted by the mistaken notion
That it could never be too bad for Burmese
Who could always get used to the hardships, deprivations, tortures and military domination
In my inescapable nightmares
Where all of you are forever in agony and we ourselves and everyone cease to care.
From my vantage point of view I see the optimism of the free world slipping further and further out of reach
From the political chaos of Burma

Afraid to sleep lest the nightmare will come again
I saw the dead faces of the living generals of Rangoon
Under their tight brown masks hardly covering their vacant greedy minds
Inescapable bad dreams where so much blood had shed since they took power
Blood of our children, budding hopes and brave intellectuals
Generation after generation
They rose up and were cut down
And the rest of the world who were intellectuals
Who were free
Coolly just said
There was nothing wrong and we believed that
Now half a century gone
And our hopes and our young men were too

I am afraid to go to sleep
Lest the nightmare will start again for our little children braving in the thin huts and waiting for handouts
While their fathers and brothers are dying in hard labor camps
While their mothers, sisters and elders are locked up in concentration camps
While their families are savagely murdered and females raped

If it were up to me
All of you would not be hiding out in the jungles, my brave young friends
Waiting for mercy from international community who never fulfill their promises

If it were up to me
You would not be hiding and dying out in the jungle and the wild
Just because you dared ask for political freedom
I would not keep you in darkness and secrecy by not letting you learn different cultures and languages
I would let you explore and find out about the best of everything from our rich brown earth to the universe which shine brighter on the Burmese sky.

If it were up to me
You little ones would not be learning about hatred and suspicions especially of each other
With the ethnic baiting and bashings they had irresponsibly treated the good citizens, who had lived in Burma and traded for centuries
If it were up to me I would never allow ethnic violence and ethnic hatreds of any kind toward anyone of Burma’s many tribes, including the Chinese, the Indians, the Christians and the Muslims

If it were up to me
I would not have sold, all of the ancient forests and legacies at discount to Thailand and China.
I would never allow pathetic reasons to build nuclear reactors in Burma creating another Chernobyl while piping and shipping off cheap natural gas and oil to places like Thailand, China, and India

If it were up to me
I would not encourage drug trades to pay for weapons to destroy my own people and quiet the political freedoms

If it were up to me
I would not treat these evil generals with dignity in the international scene
Citing the international, unilateral, multilateral, bilateral reasons?

I would not shake the hands stained with so much of our young innocent blood
I would shoo them out, boo them out and with solidarity will them out of this world
Everyone should boycott the Burma’s fake government

What is it that, they now called themselves, Myanmar?
If name changing is no longer called an action, what is there left for these beasts to do that is not involved in killing the innocents and lying?

If we all believe that there is no place on earth for
Such a brutal power acting against
Such a gentle and loving people

If we all believe that
There should be no place on earth
For such an ignorant and irresponsible government
Who are holding honest, hard working, and generous people as hostages

If we all believe that we could change the world with our will and our views,
The change may come for my beloved people of Burma for the better soon

I hope that little children of Burma will be able to sleep in peace and safety then.

http://www.othervoicespoetry.org/vol33/ng/afraid.html

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