Sayeed Abubakar (21 September 1972 / Jessore / Bangladesh)
A Guitar of Light
As though someone has thrown away a dark net
and the town has become a trout in the net;
as though no morning has ever approached here,
the town has submerged in overflowing darkness.
The town is, as it were, the island of a fairy tale.
I wonder who are, like the giants, snatching away
the tip on the forehead of a teen girl,
then devour the bone-marrow in rapture.
I wonder who finally by tearing up the civilization
are eating up its bones and flesh.
Didn't ever a single pir* or saint come
in this darkness here?
If so, you, the poet, take up the charge
and play the guitar of light in the darkness.
* a Muslim religious leader
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