Come And Make Yourself Poem by MAHTAB BANGALEE

Bricks, sands, cements made this house-
The concrete house; house of backbone,
backbone for a nation,
to stand; stand with rising head,
the head of respect; the head of reputation,
for honor; to be honorable nation,
to carry the pride of nation,
as the statue of knowledge.

From 1921, you were the universe
Universe of city; city of knowledge,
day by day you were only the knowledge,
knowledge to know self; to know self esteem,
you were the pride; the pride of superior team,
the goddess of knowledge brought up you,
In 1952, from you, we found the freedom of mother tongue,
We found our linguistic ethnicity,
We found our speech of liberation,
From your lap we drew the sun of our nationality.

By crawling of time we are now in sovereignty.

The dawn of your lap is full of knowledge,
The field of your greenery is full of study,
Crowded reaper, solitary reaper, lonely reaper,
All reaper are obedient there are with the scythe of study,
Studious all souls are in full stamina of wisdom,
Stamina for fighting in the field of new study,
Stamina for combating in the arena of inventive knowledge,
For learning there is no hedge; for falling no edge,
Goddess Saraswati looks after all the learning phrase.

No deity comes to make hair fighting there are
No deity comes to punch; to boxing there are
No deity raises hand for the Ravana there are
No deity cheers up with the lewd there are

The last Airbender absorbed all function of air
I am whispered here- The politics;
Polity of lechery; carry you to butchery
Carry you to the political fair of fear
Carry you to the incentive care of panic monger
O' the mower of study; how lower you are!
How will be the morrow which is every near!

The heights of hour is in your punch; in your power
But to the morrow the mason of blood can borrow
The fort of protection for self as Nero
And for you the port of sorrow!

Here is dawn; there is dusk
Decaying the rump in every task
Time comes; time goes
The great time unmask you
In the lane of hellish grasp!

Still time worships you; greets you
To come back to see the masonry wall
The wall of knowledge; knowledge of universe
From 1921 the universe's city
To gain self esteem with its pure study


- January 24,2018 Chittagong