In the city, in the village, in the town
wherever i go
I smell something.
The smell is day by day
Gets worse and worse!
It's my nose's fault
Or something is happening
Thinking about these things
That stench
hold me captive.
Something is burning
Of people, society, civilization
Burning, something is burning! !
@Main Poem: - Purche (Bangla)
Translator: - Sagun Hembram
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