Chattogram,4th December 2022 Poem by MAHTAB BANGALEE

My country people
join still in political meaningless processions
just for one plate fried rice

My country people
strike roads and highways still
just for a piece of cloths

My country people
do riot still with indigenous
just for whitening the black money

My country people
gather in processions
addicted for an unknown destiny

My country people
don't know own fundamental rights of life;
they consider all political parties as their own;
skyscraper buildings and flyover roads on hungry bellies
they consider these are the name of developed life!

Groaning through the Joy Bangla slogans of my country people
Native politicians consider this as the fun of their happiest soul

Foolish in political tricks
My country people pitch


©Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
05/12/2022