Poem by Hasan Nashid (Bangladesh) -Prepared Angela Kosta
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HASAN NASHID (BANGLADESH)
IT'S NOTHING BUT A PICNIC
I work alone.
There was no success anywhere.
Everyone is a group of hypocrites.
Say the vultures got it.
Go to the picnic every year.
You are bamboo to give the deen forever.
Iman-Amal has no leash.
Surprised to see Satan is good!
If not, after so many years,
There are no Muslims in our house today.
All around, corpses are moaning.
Zalim Razakar is in the heart of the country.
Be aware, and raise your voice.
The Quran will be the core of the constitution.
You will be Rasheda's brother.
Think about it; there is no alternative.
CHILDISH THINKING
Why bully me?
If I get love, I read it.
Forget a little. Why did Mother ride?
That's why I make more mistakes.
If someone gets hurt tenderly,
If it's a child, there's nothing else to say.
Knowledge does not develop at that moment.
Destruction is from him.
Why is it so forbidden to play?
What is bodybuilding?
If the child does not insist,
Being a mother will be yours.
IT'S NOTHING BUT A PICNIC
I work alone.
There was no success anywhere.
Everyone is a group of hypocrites.
Say the vultures got it.
Go to the picnic every year.
You are bamboo to give the deen forever.
Iman-Amal has no leash.
Surprised to see Satan is good!
If not, after so many years,
There are no Muslims in our house today.
All around, corpses are moaning.
Zalim Razakar is in the heart of the country.
Be aware, and raise your voice.
The Quran will be the core of the constitution.
You will be Rasheda's brother.
Think about it; there is no alternative.
CHILDISH THINKING
Why bully me?
If I get love, I read it.
Forget a little. Why did Mother ride?
That's why I make more mistakes.
If someone gets hurt tenderly,
If it's a child, there's nothing else to say.
Knowledge does not develop at that moment.
Destruction is from him.
Why is it so forbidden to play?
What is bodybuilding?
If the child does not insist,
Being a mother will be yours.
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