The Mutiny Poem by Rizwanul Islam Rudra

The Mutiny



An olive green dressed man cried and shouted
'Major General Shakil is dead! His wife is dead! '
A poor rickshaw puller was passing the road
Just took a bullet in his heart and left the world forever...
Nobody knows who pulled the trigger?
Who was inside the mask?
Inside the BDR Camp?
Where they were? Where they came from?
A little slum boy answered: They came from India
Another protagonist answered: They came from Pakistan
Another maverick cop answered: They are Bangladeshi!

After all, They were from the hell.

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