The Capsizing Boat
A boat, too full,
brimful with innocent and naive souls,
in the hope of a safe refuge,
trembled for the safety of their children,
fleeing to someone's land,
But fear in every glance.
The river surges while
the Arakan Army strikes drones,
Unforgiving and heartbreaking,
And they tumble,
One by one,
Into the murky depths.
The blooming buds screamed for help,
“Papa, Save Me, I'm Drowning.”
the parents hardly lend a helping hand,
Hapless and helpless.
Arms flail,
Desperate for something to hold,
But the boat leans further,
Unable to bear the weight.
Cries for help mix with the sound of water,
Some will rise,
Some will not,
The river swallows,
And moves on.
© Mayyu Hamim
Note: This poem was written based on a true incident that occurred on August 5, 2024, at the Naf River along the Bangladesh border.
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