Premature Rousing Of A Deity Poem by Sudip Das

Though the dark mask masking our face
It means nothing to our race.

Yes, we are Bengali: Bangladeshi
In reality;
Definitely
This is not our nation worthy.

The fucking defeated ghosts of 71, expressed their radical change
As freedom,
History is unable to identify; - it is a freedom!

It is pity,
Teachers belong to the minority class,
Teachers belong to the progressive class,
Are being resigned
Resigned by force
Resigned by their own students(read it as demon) .
Did we forget the killing of intellectuals'?
In 1971.
Resignation is not killing
You may define it as 'morality killing'.

O the defeated fucking vulture of 71,
The defeated fucking ghosts of 71,
Get their so called freedom:
Freedom of destroying
House of the minorities-
Their temple-
Raped their be loving woman-
Looting their assets.
The rising dark force
Seizing by the throat of our media.
They are introducing the staunch failure as mad one
Or, it was just fucking rumor
Or, just a gossip.

Though the dark mask masking our face
It means nothing to our race.

You know the humanitarian organization,
You are reading the newspaper of United States
And its fucking friends-
The European civilization,
There you will find the narrative of the defeated ghosts of 71.

Though the dark mask masking our face
It means nothing to our race.

What a young generation, we have, they introduce themselves
As collaborator-
Collaborator of 71!
You may hear the slogan-
' We will be Babor,
We will be Babor.'
And the fucking dumb media
The fucking blind media,
Of the world, is not observing the scorching sun!

Premature rousing of deity is our identity.

23/08/2024