(21 September 1972 / Jessore / Bangladesh)


Mine is a body that should die at sea!
And have for a grave, instead of a grave
Six feet deep and the length of me,
All the water that is under the wave!
And terrible fishes to seize my flesh,
Such as a living man might fear,
And eat me while I am firm and fresh,—
Not wait till I've been dead for a year!

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A beautiful poem that create an image a of resilent nation.Thanks 4 sharin such an azmazing tribute
The poet is really thoughtful about the terrible sights existed in bangladesh.he mainly introduces all of the matters.he has huge patriotism indeed.by this poem he trully wants to makes the readers to be careful of his own nation.