The God Of The Land Is Provorked By The Elders
After Knowing That They Are The
Custodian Of
The King-maker And The King Life
Both Great And Small Are Dying
Even Our Might Men of Valour Are
Bestown With Calamity
The Greatest Pain Is That Innocent
People
Are The One Suffering Because
Those Who Blasphemy
Have Joined Their Predecessor
After-all Children
And Grand Children Are The One
Suffering,living Miserable Life
Hmm, A Land Flowing For Milk And
Honey Is Now Been Mock
Hmm,where Are Who To Light our
Nation?
Where Are Who To Blaze Our
Nation?
All Have Been Blazed,Calamity Have
Befalled Them All
Our Laod Which Is Moving Forward
Is Not Fakie
We Can Do Anything Again Than
Waiting For Other Nation
Our Land, A Place Which Is A
Tourism Cental
Can Not EVen Accomodate Just A
Visitor In A Whole Year Again
Gradually Gradually Our Land Is
Been Desolated
Hmm, Desolation Befalled Our
Nation
Now Are People Are Now Dying
Because Of Famine!
Pls What Title Can I Give To This Poem?
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