You lived for so long,
Now once put your life on the line;
The same hands you use for only prayers,
With weapons let once those shine.
Tearing off the crescent from sky,
Decorate your flag that is crimson red;
Let the seniles live longer
You offer your precious life, go ahead.
[Original: Shadhona (Bengali) ,
Translation: Mohammad Omar Farooq]
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Beautiful lines that express individuality and love for struggle in the most best sense. Loved it.