Dna Poem by Kanishka SricharanPratap
Dna
Their
Mother's... Mother's mother...,
Her daughter's... Daughter's daughter
Rode horses
On
Babar... Aurangzeb...
Clive... Mountbatten...,
Riding and riding... 'The Crow'
Gave birth
That child,
Today is Justice
Of a country!
So
You can't fire
Firecrackers
On your festivals,
In crowds
They can blast bombs!
Translated from Odia by
Subash Chandra Mohapatra
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