Bangladesh - Poem by Aftab Alam
Sweet language wrapped with literature
Thou keep o silky Bangladesh, thy Soft
Nature, still struggling, to get rid of poverty
Yet when you were hatched with liberty
Cupid killed psyche, cajoled and cuddled
Eaten the flesh by the name of Islam, riddled
You and ran for the power, the draculian
Must be unmask and brought to the million
I hope unknowingly and unread those who
Blame the Islam they must understand, lo!
Quran is opened for all, read before fall
Culprits of hatching day must be punished
None should be spared, evil must be vanished
Yet, both are equally responsible for the wrath
O truth thy victory is sure, you clean to be pure
Beauty of the land will lure to cure,
I’m quite sure.
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