Struggle For Freedom And Democracy Poem by Rahman Henry

Struggle For Freedom And Democracy

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Bangladesh, a safari for the rulers,

Where struggle for freedom and democracy
Never ends

Where people are the fatal deer
That running away towards a lion
To get rid of a tiger
And Vice-versa

Where devils sing the angel's song

Where under every footstep
There is a freshly grave

Where the entire land is a graveyard

Where the dead men and women dwelling
As if alive they are!

Bangladesh is a land of sneakers
Where struggle for freedom and democracy
Never ends

Friday, November 20, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom,people,struggle
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Photon Roy 20 November 2015

Struggle for freedom and democracy never ends..........

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Rahman Henry 22 November 2015

Thanks and wishes, dear....

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Kelly Kurt 20 November 2015

It is important to post poems such as this; to not only tell the rest of the world about the plight but let them know how lucky they are not to experience it. Thanks, Rahman

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Rahman Henry 22 November 2015

I'm impressed of the way you think it my honorable poet. I'm grateful to you...

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Sanjib Purohit 21 November 2015

Bangladesh is a land of sneakers Where struggle for freedom and democray Never ends

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MAHTAB BANGALEE 25 October 2022

Bangladesh, a safari for the rulers, Where struggle for freedom and democracy Never ends ~ really great write

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Chinedu Dike 11 November 2020

Brave utterances set aside for deep reflective thought. We must be vigilant at all times, the fight for freedom is a perpetual struggle. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.

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Britte Ninad 17 May 2018

yeah right- Bangladesh is a land of sneakers Where struggle for freedom and democracy Never ends nice..10+++

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Madhabi Banerjee 09 February 2017

well written. yes struggle for freedom and democracy never ends.offer you a great salute

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R Soos 28 November 2016

I know this poem is about Bangladesh, and I know you are a poet, so I am reading this as universal. Your lines perfectly reflect the government of the country I live in, and I suspect every country in the world. I especially love this line: Where devils sing the angel's song. Always they say at the end of their lies: and may God bless america.

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