The Death Of The Press Poem by md.abdul mannan

The Death Of The Press



When freedom of speech dies
Also causes potentiality & creativity die out

When pen stumbles out of feudal fear
Wheel of civilization & exploration of free thought come to stand still
As the wingless eagle can never fly
The death of press makes nation
Dumb & deaf.

The expanding river of refined taste squeezes and shrinks to a dirty
Deased & confined stream

Greens of hopes fade
Under the automatic shade

A good nation has a good press

A nation of out spoken press
Has a full-fledged sky to fly open
Boundaryless sea to navigate
Fertile field to cultivate.

A nation with dead press
Harbors obsolete Images
Of no name recognition
Must repent & upset.

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md.abdul mannan

md.abdul mannan

Manirumpur, Jessore, Bangladesh
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