Accepting Calamity
Traveling from Chittagong to Dhaka, those
who were with me at Chittagong station
quite a few of them gave me
hard, searching looks. That Srabon evening
Sensing I was trouble
They swiftly descended from the train. In that compartment, somebody in a black coat
Said in a voice full of scorn
All around is death and destruction
In its midst
Traveling is not safe, just last evening
On this express
Two men vanished at the hands of killers. Their fault? Black coat said in tears
Those two were guilty
Of joining the Liberation War Muktis. (That had been their crime).
who were with me at Chittagong station
quite a few of them gave me
hard, searching looks. That Srabon evening
Sensing I was trouble
They swiftly descended from the train. In that compartment, somebody in a black coat
Said in a voice full of scorn
All around is death and destruction
In its midst
Traveling is not safe, just last evening
On this express
Two men vanished at the hands of killers. Their fault? Black coat said in tears
Those two were guilty
Of joining the Liberation War Muktis. (That had been their crime).
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