You lived for so long, <br />Now once put your life on the line; <br />The same hands you use for only prayers, <br />With weapons let once those shine. <br /> <br />Tearing off the crescent from sky, <br />Decorate your flag that is crimson red; <br />Let the seniles live longer <br />You offer your precious life, go ahead. <br /> <br />[Original: Shadhona (Bengali) , <br />Translation: Mohammad Omar Farooq]<br /><br />Kazi Nazrul Islam<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/struggle-40/
