A Hymn To The (Jail) Super Poem by Kazi Nazrul Islam

In your jail you care for us to the hilt,
blessed you are, blessed you are!
This song of mine is in your honor,
blessed you are, blessed you are! !

You have stationed guards at our doors,
in the dark rooms, chained us with such
affection as if we were your sons-in-law,
blessed you are,blessed you are! !

Grubs of salt and unrefined rice
bring water to my mouth,
some hotchpotch of throw-away veggies too,
blessed you are, blessed you are! !

Catch, Uncle, catch some slaps & blows-
certain to straight away send you to Goya, .
along with your entire clap,
take it: you skinned white-leprous body,
blessed you are, blessed you are! !

[Original: Super (jeler) Bondona; Translation: Sajed Kamal]