Md. Asadullah Poems
Drum Of Freedom
Freedom, freedom they shout,
freedom, freedom they say.___
Obsessed with freedom!
Freedom, freedom night and day.___
They have erected and they
show large statues of freedom.___
Freedom, freedom they sing like
hymns and ever beat the drum.___
Bombings, theft and dacoity
disguised in the name of freedom.___
Killings, torture, rape all are fine,
just shout freedom, freedom.___
But are they themselves free?
handful rule them with a glee.___
People of money and media and
walls of prejudice and lies I see.___
Few have taken ...
Good morning is what I say
when I reach my office at night.
All my friends and colleagues
look cool and bright.
Till 2 o'clock there is
work, gossip and fun.
After 2, the clock stops
and everyone peeps out for sun.
Bright shining faces