Mr. Mountain Poem by Zillur Rahman Shuvro

Mr. Mountain…
You boast of your height and occupied vast land
Periwinkle also thinks that it's the only owner of swamp
After taking into the swan's stomach it comes to know
What's the depth of water?
Except God no any swan in the world that can swallow you
So you're a grim braggart!
Mr. Mountain…
You don't like choky opponent, walk-over is liked by marrow-bone
And the playground will be controlled only by you.
Two tablets what are made by you…'Glasnost' and ‘Perestroika'
And ‘Nobel prize' as catalyst water …as a shrewd doctor you've fed
On your ghastly enemy…now he is sleeping like Rip Van Winkle.
Mr. Mountain…
Now you're a paramount ruler! You've no appetite…
But diabolical appetite is artificially made by you
You've a pet vampire which is sucking blood of the holy land
In this regard your blind doctrine is like a compass-needle
What is deluded to the North and South Pole…whatsoever!
Mr. Mountain…
To cut an apple by enemy's knife if your finger cuts
You throw missile.
Your blood is precious but another's blood is salt water…
Shadow enemy is your trump card and to catch him
You've shattered countless dreams like glasses! Fie on thee!
Have you heard the cry of fallen leaves?
Have you heard the cry of masterless kitty?
Have you seen that pathetic scene? When a hungry child
Sucks his dead mother's breast in the missile attacked house!
Mr. Mountain…
You like to enjoy the game of climbing up and down of monkey
To the oily bamboo
The bamboo is burnt into ashes due to your scorched earth policy
But now monkey trick has turned into extreme violence.
Mr. Mountain…
Everything of this world is being happened by your pen-nib
The organization of tigers and deer stands up and sits down
In fear of your index finger
If any deer try to become like refraction, blame for muddling water
Though you are in the upstream!
Mr. Mountain…
The tusked laughing of barbarian is your graceful face!
And your masked democracy is like a bell of Church
When you need you ring it.
Mr. Mountain…
Despite your height and broad hip you're not loved by humanity
The spiders and even dwarfs are determined to defeat you
But why? Cos…you've no heart…you're heartless! And heartless!