By the order of a finger

By the order of a finger
           Mohammad Zafar Sadek
          

The soil of bengal was burst into pieces by endless anger

the soil was broken into pieces
with the thirst of thousand years.

The water of the thirteen hundred river had been so much hungry,

The grief of hundred years was exploded  with the rage in the chest of sky the blue clouds of pain rised
with the fierce of protest

The phosphorus of freedom was in waiting for a vast burning,  the dumb founded tree,beasts, and birds,  the darkness of the forest were searching the musical notation of freedom in the whistling sound,

Pouring the ghee into their blood themselvs, seven crores of people skypiercing, growling said;
          No any bondage any more
           Now we want full freedom.

   Being the rescuer of these people hungry for freedom piercing soil of time came out a finger.

The order of the finger on that day
touched the whole sky of expectation,
 
They dropped the rain of blood, hitting on the abdomin again and again with the beyonets.

Yet that finger rised up once in the seven sky piercing the skies, that finger was not defeated any more.

Being the smile of winner that finger came back in the soil of bengal.

By one order of finger being winner.