Smell Of Gun Powder - Poem by BONGOKOBIDA ZAKARIA
Dead body and dead body
When shall I return home?
How is my mother?
Dark night will pass away- life may spoiled
On that far away road across the dew
At indistinct light is sleeping
My village my native land
Let there be light at far distant sky
Let awake my village
Let awake let awake let awake
The rising strip of river
I look only from far away
The kash flower, diver bird
The blue sky, the blush river
Have touched the horizon
Eye has extended wing
Yet there is peacock symbol of peace.
Smell of gun powder- fire and fire
Houses and villages are burning
Enemy! Enemy! Barricade the rood
Blood bathed conqueror
Deep dark sky even crowd is in spate with clenched hang
Oath in name of mother to back home after ruined the enemy.
Dead body and dead body! Smell of gun powder.
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