Md. Asadullah Poems
Drum Of Freedom
Freedom, freedom they shout,
freedom, freedom they say.___
Obsessed with freedom!
Freedom, freedom night and day.___
They have erected and they
show large statues of freedom.___
Freedom, freedom they sing like
hymns and ever beat the drum.___
Bombings, theft and dacoity
disguised in the name of freedom.___
Killings, torture, rape all are fine,
just shout freedom, freedom.___
But are they themselves free?
handful rule them with a glee.___
People of money and media and
walls of prejudice and lies I see.___
Few have taken ...
Fiery sun glimmered
From mornig till noon.
Then it drizzled all night
When came watery moon.
Environment was conducive,
Soaked and sunned was mud.
Mystical & magical moment!
Came into bieng tickly bud.