Why This Is Soggy Wet Soil? – Poem by Reza Sattar

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I JUST talk to Jesus Christ; even he is very mad and angry

Even I was spoken to Krisna; he is also very upset and angry.

At the age of 8 I fall in love

At the age of 15 I decided to marry for love.

It never happened; I was shot by bullet

Penetrate to my heart; this metal bullet.

This metal bullet remains still in my heart

I was hanging for 4 hours, on barbed wire fence until I was completely faded up to my heart.

I was killed;

no water

no sympathy  !

Political greed put this barbed wire fence in the heart of my soil

Break it in to two –my soil.

Cannot go to school, due to poverty

This land after land is only my property.

all over it ,  is my land  , why I need a passport , vise or something , all of it , it is my land

Only my land, it is not, no one’s land.

 It is mine, mine and mine

and only mine.

I was brutally barred in my village’s yard

I do not want to be in village’s yard.

 need to remove this metal barbed wire fence for ever

and buried me in the spot where I was killed, for ever,

Before I came back

If I came back,

I will mess everything; I will open fire, fire and fire direct from -hell

To this Borber barbed wire fence- hell.

I will come back with millions of Felanis, Felani after Felani, only Felanis

Male or female; everyone will be Felani.

I will open fire door from the hell to be burn out this barbed wire fence to ash

to ashes to ash.

See there is no more Berlin -wall

So, there will be no more barber wire fence –wall.

Lots of Imperial power tried before, – I kicked them all

Borgee, Tatar, Mongol, Britishers, even Pakis – Even I kicked them all.

and this time ,  this Imperial… I will kick


or tomorrow

Until this matter with be sort out, with my eye tears, this soil

remains soggy wet soil .

This is Felani Khatun

Anantapur, Fulbari.

Grater Bangla