Musfiq us Shaleheen (31st, December,1970 / Khulna, Bangladesh)
Again the day had come
When I had concentrated on those coins
That was all for mine but lost
And the cyclone rolled those dust with gust
Earn after born at my mother’s shack
Penny to penny kept into my empty soul
Sounding low when filled with sorrow,
Blew all those through this hollow
The day had gone forever
And I am the Loser, lost more than I loss
Collect other coins that less than I lost
And the Lord will be paid the ultimate cost
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but coins were insufficient when he want to paid his ultimate dues..
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