Vicious Circle Poem by Shahidul Islam Aurko

Eternal debris lying stagnant in the lap of time;
The green meadows still desolate;
The life and death of millions of brave spertercus rounding in a vicious circle.

Nuclear threat hanging on the trembling crowd;
No protection against unending dirt and pollution.

We all are facing the darkness deep to deeper.
Our sky is clouded with deep sigh of our fathers;
And we, even this days, are to tread on the same track.