Sudip Das Poems

We; the people of Bangladesh are sold.
The puppet sold our teen-
Youth-
Student-
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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?
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Oh boy, now you will see the jugglery
Ana Ana Ana
Don't withdraw your attention, an elephant flies in the blue sky.
Ana Ana Ana
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"You are Hindu and you cast your vote for a fixed political party
You wanna know, all of you are burden for us"- guess the comment
Or ask -who says that? A fox or a hyena? In canvas it was a student.
Don't you think, the ghost of liberation war rises from revolution?
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One day we will meet together, -in the avenue or a rally
Blooming emotion will create a common goal- "Joy bangla"

One day we will meet together in front of the skeleton
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Hegemony


Cover me ok
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It was their foot-print, - killing people brutally
To scare the people who want freedom,
Can we forget the brutality of Pakistani army and
The collaborators -Razakar, Al-bodor, Al-shams.
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Don't you think, we are color blind?
Truly blind, when you ask us - which
Side you'll choose? - Either liberation war or
Being Pro-Pakistani. What did you think, we don't bother.
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'It's amazing, meticulously designed thing'-
The legman's brilliant speech is echoing
On the false and biased media,
Let the dog dance in street shamelessly.
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What you did, can you undo?
Read the newspaper, we are waiting for Donald lu.

Time is running out
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