Kamrul Hasan Sohag

Tens of hundreds bodies, half-burnt bodies burning in the crematorium.
Haripada, Kalipada, Niranjan floating in the river water now and then.
Decomposed corpse muddled up the river bank collectively.
Reports of new corpses published in graves.
Hundreds of new graves of Soleiman, Forman and Gafur Fakir !
Unknown, unnamed graves are broken,
Cremation ground broken, the old grave is broken.
Haripada tells Gafur , O my friend, we ran a race a unlimited !
Two friends puting hands around their necks,
While new weeds sprouted along with shiny new char.
Gafur: two friends united
Haripada says;
We were shepherds, drank cow milk, cried together.
Still, I`m glad you went and mixed this soil with water together.
Even so, the soil of Bangla covered with water by both of us.
At the end of the day, fell into the water with tears
On my mother`s lap.