Bangladesh Poem
By Chan Mongol
Police is not policing there!
Rather, robbers and thugs getting favor! !
Banks do not follow the guideline!
Government says, it’s just fine! !
Courts are warehouses of vices!
Innocents don’t get proper justices!
Oh my God! It’s so weird there!
No legal rights! Nothing is fair! !
First, they made Pakistan!
Finished that in Nineteen seventy one! !
Their first national flags, eaten by bugs!
They made people to salute three flags! !
It is now an enterprise to embrace!
The land is titled as horrible Bangladesh! !
Admins don’t have behaviors to be just!
So, cleaning up their system is a must!
Their defected genes making us roast!
Pushing us from pillar to the post! !
Started chaining own countrymen!
Robbing law abiding weaker citizen! !
Often, bloodbaths to get power!
In every time, here and there! !
Those horrible thugs think us as fools!
No liberation, justice and good rules!
