My Father Poem by Chan Mongol

Father (A war hero, an army officer of the First world war (1914-1918)and a martyr of the liberation war of Bangladesh in 1971) . The photo was taken in September of 1965.


I am telling you the truth here what I remember;
First round for fun was from Mark 4 or 303 rifle's fire!
Bullets of defenders flew like bees after camp attackers, us;
Heavy machine gun, LMG bullets came from camp soldiers! !

Silence was pierced about 3 o'clock in the morning;
It was the full moon of Aprril 8,1971 in the Spring!
My dad insisted and pushed me to leave the war field;
He wanted me to live but chose for him to be killed! !

He inspired me, gave courage;
To live like a lion in hostile days!
"Listen son! I may die and don't cry;
Bury me next to my Ma's cemetery"! !

"My turn will come soon;
I have to leave you all alone!
Next to my Ma, put me to sleep; "
But his utmost wish I could not keep! !

He forced me to run away far;
Where no bullet and no war!
I lived safe but he couldn't pass the height;
One single bullet pierced his heart in that fight! !

Enemies saw him in the BIG Street;
With their guns, they had to greet!
Brutal foe, unknown gun holder;
Took the life of my commander! !

I was his top priority;
To save me was his duty!
He wanted to save me with his powers;
From those killers and soldiers! !

He inspired me, gave courage;
To live like a lion in hostile days!
"Listen son! I may die and don't cry;
Bury me next to my Ma's cemetery"! !

I left Daddy alone, I feel sorry;
In my whole life, this is my worry!
He couldn't cross the height;
A bullet in a second took his living right! !

In showers of bullets from east to west;
I returned in the morning for his quest!
But for my daddy, it was too late;
He already entered in death's gate! !

My conscience still bothering;
Since the sunrise, of that morning!
In no-man's land but birds and cattle;
First sacrifice, my city had to settle! !

He inspired me, gave courage;
To live like a lion in hostile days!
"Listen son, I may die and don't cry;
Bury me next to my Ma's cemetery"! !

I left Daddy alone, I feel sorry;
In my whole life, this is my worry!
He couldn't cross the height;
A bullet in a second took his living right! !

My father took a death risk to save me;
In a worst situation in that catastrophe!
I was unable to do a duty to my Father;
I left him alone in a war-field, in danger! !

For us, time was very bad;
The chest of my father was red!
I tried to carry my lifeless father;
To the cemetery of his mother! !

Non-stop shootings failed me to carry;
To my grandma, my daddy to bury!
No help found in no man's land;
Except some cows, goats, mud and sand! !

He inspired me, gave courage;
To live like a lion in coming days!
"Listen son, I may die and don't cry;
Bury me next to my ma's cemetery! ! "

No rampage, all were in fear;
Blood drained out from my dear!
In my teen strength, less skilled;
His final wish was not filled! !

Many didn't dare to bring him to grave;
But four angels carried this brave!
They carried him in that war;
To bury him a little far! !

His lifelong prayer and wish;
The horrible civil war made it vanish!
He wanted to sleep in comfort, forever;
In his mother's womb, without fear! !

My father took a death risk to save me;
In a worst situation in that catastrophe!
I was unable to do a duty to my Father;
I left him alone in a war-field, in danger! !

A single bullet devastated my notion, condition!
It approached to kill my dad in a disturbing situation!
They taught lies and miscreants got motivation!
Countless were victimized in a fraud liberation! !

It is a biblical attitude to hold gangs and parties!
Some always use others and orchestrate dirties!
My dad saw how they lead for own good!
He knew how innocents can die in a nasty feud! !

My father used to say, oh my sons!
Don't join them and go to their demonstrations!
He said, my sons! Don't do their politics!
Don't be used and don't take risks! !

My father said, "try to be smart!
They will use you and you will get hurt"!
My father said, study and memorize!
Be a good student and so is my advice! !

Green paddy fields and jute plants there!
They used to dance with cooler air!
We used to cut classes when college boys forced us!
Father said, come straight home from chaos! !

He was an ex military and loved his family!
He disciplined us from things he saw silly!
He protected us from any evil mandate!
He haven kept a Gurkha man at our gate! !

A clean man who wanted to raise us right!
To avoid struggle, danger, fear and fight!
But army was dispatched to control unrest!
And a single bullet pierced my father's chest! !

A single bullet devastated my notion, condition!
It approached to kill my dad in a disturbing situation!
They taught lies and people got motivation!
Countless were victimized in a fraud liberation! !

They forgot my father!
They didn't need him after the war!
No more parade, no roll call, no action!
No more patriotism and no inspiration! !

No Pension, rehab and no honor!
No discipline, no chest out and order!
He was with the British Army!
Well disciplined, like a honey bee! !

He was always ready to die!
Commands, he never had to deny!
A machine, a loyal, a fighter!
To fight for the British ruler! !

A well trained courageous soldier!
He was a rare, an honest and sincere!
Always ready to dedicate, to sacrifice!
In the front line for an ultimate price! !

For rulers, for their victory and glory!
To keep the oath, to never feel sorry!
Until he was detached forever!
Until they ended their war! !

No unit, platoon, section, parade!
For a fighter, one against hundred!
As a civilian he became lonely!
Adjustment was hard as a one man Army! !

They forgot my father!
They didn't need him after the war!
No more parade, no roll call, no action!
No more patriotism and no inspiration! !

Society did not accept my father;
Because, he was an ex British soldier!
He was with the ruling British Christians;
Against Turks and those fraud Sultans! !

In that first World War;
He had to save British Empire!
But after the war was done;
What his Employer gave him in return? ?

They abandoned him within enemies;
They let enemies kill him in his premise!
No contact, no transmission;
Like, he was not in their platoon! !

When "Das Krieg warst Aus",
He came back in his house!
Leaders sucked enough blood in political policy;
Soldiers were valueless, worthless, unnecessary! !

Soldiers seemed orphans and defeated;
What an injustice government created?
No returns! No respect for ex-armies, ;
No good livings for their families! !

Society did not accept my father!
Because, he was an ex British soldier!
He was with the ruling British Christians!
Against Turks and those fraud Sultans! !

Father in the heaven! I will love you till I die!
It's a sin for me to say you goodbye!
Father! You gave me a life and your gene to share!
Thus, you are alive in me, forever! !

When the war began in nineteen seventy one!
For false gossips they engaged in a cruel fun!
They provoked shootings throughout the country!
For titles, gangs, safety and for own sanctuary! !

Armed men didn't die but civilians got killed!
Many widows and orphans exist and still bleed!
I hate those in masks of freedom fighters!
History not well written by historians and writers! !

I lost a home and my main man died by a bullet!
But patriots got joys and properties from that roulette!
My father fell in the height of the street!
I lost a good father who had such a high spirit! !

Father in the heaven! I will love you till I die!
It's a sin for me to say you goodbye!
Father! You gave me a life and your gene to share!
Thus, you are alive in me, forever! !