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RECITE MY NAME WITH THE BEAUTIFUL NAME

People call me with a racist name.
I recite their name in a beautiful theme.

People shame me with my colour of skin.
I recite its indifference in a beautiful grin.

People sow a seed of poisonous hatred.
I recite my love beautifully cultivated.

People treat me with inhumanity.
I recite the humanity in a beautiful sanity.

People mark me with a deep wound.
I recite the healing spirit in a beauty tune.

People throw me into flame.
I recite the free soul in a beautiful acclaim.

People bury me without a coffin.
I recite the death in a beautiful doctrine.

People hate me with violence.
I recite the peace in a beautiful sense.

People push me into the brim of extinction.
I recite the resilience in a beautiful absolution.

People attempt to erase my name.
I recite my beautiful name again and again.

Recite my name with the beautiful name,
For the name I have suffered inhumane
For the name I have lost names,
For the name I have lost words,
For the name I have lost homes,
For the name I have lost rights,
For the name I have lost loved ones,
For the name I have lost memories,
For the name I have not lost paths,
For the name I have not lost hope.
For the name I have not lost you.

Recite my name with the beautiful name, Rohingya.

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