Land of the Endless Cycle

Land of the Endless Cycle
A land that breeds the tyrant’s seed,
Our Myanmar, where shadows feed.
A rare descent, a tragic breed,
Where dictators rise—a twisted creed.
Unmatched in gloom, a cycle spun,
Where ending one, but births the gun;
The more we fight the tyranny,
The more it breeds in our country.
— Agga ( Myanmar )