Sayeed Abubakar

Gold Star - 12,511 Points (21 September 1972 / Jessore / Bangladesh)

My Poems - Poem by Sayeed Abubakar

Those who will go back to the civilization of cow-carts
and to the age of hand-made fans of palm-leaves;

Those who want to cross seven oceans and thirteen rivers on foot
and want to fill up the the east and the west by odors of corpses;

Those who will go back to the spell of witches
and go back to talismans and superstitions;

Those who believe in the doctrine that
'dogs are more faithful than men'
and trust on fate-ghosts
more than on war, procession and slogan;

Those who will destroy the dwellings of men with bulldozers
and build up on that debris the palace for fox and boar;

for those idiots, my poems, angry like cobra and
ferocious like hyena, bear sad news burnt in fire.

Topic(s) of this poem: rebel, love

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 9, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 29, 2015

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