Violation 2006 Poem by Rizwanul Islam Rudra

Ours is a big world
But every man made of just one kind of blood
The color of the blood is red...dark red
And now we are able to touch the knife blade.

Many kind of crimes set for us
To kill our partners and make hearts burst
And also...take part in the dark deep gang
Because our heart is going to hang.


Nothing is sweeter than a Chinese pistol
We also use a grenade and start to stroll
And then we want to kill a man
Because crimes are positioned in our vein.


There is no way open for frightened people
To hide in a cave and become a ghoul
Ha! Ha! Ha! what r you doing little lass?
Remember me...I am VIOLATION 2006!

: -) Himaloy Rudra