The Rights Poem by Shamim Ahasan Ahmmed Kabir

Shamim AA Kabir 12/11/2014

I need the fresh air to breath
The boundless space to fly,
I need the ground to grow
And some tears to cry.

Splash on my face
I will lay no more on the ground.
I have to get up
And to move around.

I have to struggle enough
Cause this is the life
This is my wish
And I have to serve.

This may be the battleground
This may be the drawn game
This may be the duel
But I have to win.

I have to save
I have to fight
It may be the craze
But I have the rights.