The Driver Poem by Sayeed Abubakar

The Driver

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Raising the umbrella,
They wanted to prevent the rain
From falling.
Still the rain fell down
Upon the earth,
Flooded the ponds
And stained the soil with mud.

Raising the high wall,
They wanted to prevent the velocity
Of the storm.
Still the storm came,
Flew the tin of the roof and
Shook down all the mangoes
From the trees.

Moulding the earth
With steel and cement,
They wanted to prevent the earth-quake.
Still the quake came
And crumpled up
Their decorated civilization.

Now they say, 'Alas!
Who reign our earth then? '

Monday, April 27, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: earth
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
It is the translation of my Bengali poem 'Chalok' into English copied by Shish Mohammad.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mahtab Bangalee 27 April 2020

Now they say, " Alas! Who reign our earth then? " // superb poem shared Thanks Sir for sharing this poem

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Mahtab Bangalee 27 April 2020

human wanna live long still the death comes human wanna healthy life still the corona comes to make sick human is driver of own-self though s/he seeks the unknown ID of the driver

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Sayeed Abubakar

Sayeed Abubakar

Jessore / Bangladesh
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