စမ်းချောင်းမြို့နယ်
The full moon party
Is over now
There is
No more getting fresh
There are barricades
Across the road
And there are soldiers
On every corner
This morning I wonder
If they’ve arrested sister
Or maybe something worse
This afternoon I wonder
If they’ve captured brother’s unit
Or bombed his village home
This evening
I really don’t want
To think about the rest
Not now
Not now the blocks are locked off
Not now the city is shut down
Not now
They’ve set the tiger loose
To prey upon the frightened cattle
What is happening
And what is the truth
I do not know
Without signal
Without phone
And without any connection
All I read are long tall tales
From criminals
From cartel bosses
And from their generals
A false and winding trail of words
To distract others from their crimes
Man
This golden land
Is soaked red with blood
This burning wheel
Is our history
