ANWARUL AZIM
by: Chan Mongol
He was a revolutionary;
I met him in 1976, in July!
He was sharp in penning;
He was brilliant in writing!
He died quietly;
He is still in my memory!
He asked me to buy tea for him daily;
I will feel sorry for his poverty!
Anwarul Azim died miserably;
He will live in my memory!
Rebels make noises;
Who cares for their voices?
My friend was living hungry;
He lived without money!
Still he was a revolutionary;
The brave died in a nasty country!
Heron Gongo supported the man morally and financially;
Dedicated hearts are only one, two or three!
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