International Mother Tongue Day
The martyrs never die
Aspiration lives on ever
Goodwill is always reflected
And their name never
Go to oblivion
Rafique, Salam, Borkot...
Today is not to mourn
The World is owe to all of you
Even Nations
It may be German, Budapest, Philippines...
East or West, North or South
Only your endeavours
Brought it - provided to taste
The sweetness of own language
To speak, write and so on
We, with humbled notion
Observe this -
A day for,
International Mother Tongue Day
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