I entered a busy fencing day
All are pouring their labors and intellects
in making them.
Some are building
Some are mending the old ones-
making them stronger.
‘The skill of fencing
has brought civilization this far’—they said.
‘And this very job of fencing
one day will conceal
our life and death’-I could say.
But I didn’t.
I said nothing at all.
* Translated into English (from original Bengali) by Razia Sultana
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Good one. The poem reflects the views of those who believe in the doctrine of peaceful co-existence of people and the cultures the world over. Thanks.