Waiting For The Release

Occasionally I am surprised

Is that my homeland?

Is that my hometown?

Seeing the nude madness of death in four quarters.

Vandalized helpless bodies in rivers, canals, bills

In the air, in the winds of laughter

Every day I get up from the mirror in the mirror

The masks that people today recognize as a liability

Today we are helpless, we are helpless.

Wherever I see the bloodthirsty eyes, I see

I do not know when this blood will be released from the eye when the release

You are my favourite Bengali and favourite flag.