Tareq Al Islam
"Letter to Mother"
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Mom!
Keep your
children
under your
holy feet,
It takes a
time to return,
Your
children are at work,
Don't cry,
ma'am
I'm telling
you lucky girl,
Suppressing
the pain of wasted time
Pray to God,
Your chest
full of pain
The pain
will not increase by crying,
Morning, noon,
evening
Forget all
kinds of sorrow
Complain to
God,
Your
children are at work,
The dead
body of child in the mother's chest
I know ma'am
a big trouble,
What a pain
to lose a brother
It hurts the
liver,
Everyone
understands minus pain
The one who
lost,
Mom!
Keep us
under your holy feet,
It takes a
time to return,
Your
children are at work,
Evil
demonism
True
beautiful abyss,
The policy
norm is all fabricated
Irregularities
are the rules,
The humanity
of your's is now extremely wounded,
It's chest
is bleeding,
Bloody world
humanity,
The demon is
gnashing its teeth,
Wounded
beauty eyes
His watery
eyes do not match,
Poison burns
across the heart,
Your
children are at work,
Mother we're
not alone
Why worry!
Peaceful
innocent people are all with us,
Many brothers
and sisters from home and abroad have joined us,
They are all
running towards the final destruction of the demonic power,
The mad
horse is reined in,
Mom!
Your
children are at work,
It takes a
time to return,
Take care of
yourself
Darkness is
gone,
Disorganized
civilization has spread all over the world,
Unscrupulous
discrimination is very extreme
There is no
touch of equality anywhere,
Irregularity
is the rule,
This is the
policy of Mulluk, who insisted,
Incompetent
people in deserving places
Massively,
The idiots
all sit on the stage
The wise are
all out,
The rich
want more money
What will
happen to the poor now?
Mom!
Wasted
society wasted time
Meritorious
in all darkness,
A group of
peace-loving people
There is
neglect,
Mom!
Keep up the
good content
Your
children are in the dark
Looking for
a way to know,
Mom!
Keep up the
good content
It taked a
time to return,
Pray to
merciful God ma'am,
Your
children are at work
Will
recognize the unknown path,
Mom!
Fear not, be
strong,
It is very
difficult to come to light by pushing darkness
It's a
matter of breath,
Your
children are walking the path with all their dreams,
In the
footsteps of danger,
True
beautiful equality unity build a world of non-violence
Your babies
can die smiling,
Mom!
Keep up the
good content
Your
children are at work
It takes a
time to return ...
#Tareq Al Islam
Bangladesh.
