নির্বাচিত পোস্ট | লগইন | রেজিস্ট্রেশন করুন | রিফ্রেস |
Vagabond like me, you find everywhere in Bangladesh
I have nothing to do, except punk thought and restless
And now I found a crow in the street,-
O crow, do you know the definition of revolution?
Crow replied- did you get enough death tolls?
Any civil war started? I have no answer, only the punk thought remains.
O crow, do you know, how the independence recognized
- Very simple, did it recognized by United nations
- Or any foreign country has given clearance
How did you think?
The hostile wind stopped roaring, restless leaves became calm
The crow flew out. He was not a vagabond like me.
He had a lot of work to do-
Nest building, collection of food.
And a vagabond like me holed in a new reality
Reality of killing anybody, in any time, in any place
Reality of burning or destroying anything, any time, in any place
Reality of looting everything from anybody.
11/09/2024
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