SKH ( / Bronx, New York)

A Son Of Bangladesh

My thirsty eyes are
Looking for you
Your blue sky
Blinking stars
Vast paddy lands
Rivers and the sea of green
Oh mother
Oh dearest mother
I live too far
And far from you
But my soul is
Around you.
No matter where I am
Who I am
I remain
A son of Bangladesh.

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