(15.12.1975 / Manikgonj (Bangladesh))

Open My Hand's Lock

Open my hand's lock,
I want to go back my country.
Make open my eye,
I want to see my mum.
Now it is youthful beauty-
of my mum's chest.
Open this jail door,
I want to kiss my homeland mud.
Now it is winter there........
There are a lots of winter flower,
A group of butterfly,
Some flying heron,
Green paddy field,
Lime children,
will come to receive me.
Make open my mouth,
I want to talk,
I want to sing a song,
I want to say-
' I love my country, I love this world'

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