Marie Causey

Rookie (5/3/1959 / Newton Le willows UK)

Bangladesh - Poem by Marie Causey

Oh Bangladesh I loved you and the Bay Of Bengal
my dream was to visit but my children where small
To fish in Noakhali, then lay all day in the sun
My true love said that life there was so much fun

Alas like all things my dream came to an end
The love that you send me was only to lend
I never made him mine you see
he returned to quickly to his land by the sea

A passport was all he wanted not kids and a wife
The pain ruined my teens and the rest of my life
He had already a wife, already the children small
What he told me was lies, he never loved me at all

I went against my mothers wishes, and against my dad
Just to be made a fool of by this Bengali lad
Yet Bangladesh and it's customs are still in my veins
He took away my Happiness, but my girls still remain

He got his passport and left me, he went back to his land
Still to this day I cook traditional curry with my hand
I even have a Sari, I wear Indian perfume
People love the smell of it when I walk in a room

The only thing I can Not have is all my stolen years
Nothing god could do for me would remove my tears
So Bangladesh thank you even though he did me bad
I still have two lovely Daughters, who look like their Dad

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 9, 2012

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