Contemporary World Literature
A Poem from Bangladesh
By Faruk Ahmed Roni
Faruk Ahmed Roni, hailing from Bangladesh is a poet and writer living in London. He is the founder and editor of the Global Poet and Poetry and Shikor Web Portal and Facebook Group. In this poem Faruk Ahmed mourns the killing of innocent Palestinians in recent Israeli attacks.
The Church, Mosque and the Wall
I dreamed Jesus last night, the fire on the gate of Golgotha,
His soul wandering yet searching the last breath
Abraham at the bloody door of heaven welcoming for long
Gaza blasting!
The wall parting in pieces
The mosque polluted with toxic gas
The church submerged between sweat-blood,
Jerusalem trembling…
Issac in interrogation by the Almighty!
Oh, children of Adam, oh children of Abraham,
Oh, children of Issac
Let not bath in your own blood!
I was crying at loud, and again
I was battling in the nightmare,
My voice choked,
Oppressed under rocket attack
I dip in the blood of my four children
Were cuddled on my arm,
Were embraced my heart.
I swamped in bloody Mediterranean Sea
Black sea, Red Sea
And the vast ocean of my heart!
I am tired,
The inhuman reaction,
Burning like erupted volcano in me,
A fragile and feeble effigy!
Oh, my dwelt brotherhood
Why antisemitism against the humanity
In the name of religion
My children did not know the hatred
What religion form?
But they learnt religion confound with
Peace, love, compression and fondness.
They did not learn phobia or enmity!
Thus began long before the crucified.
Christianity, Islam and Judaism,
The Quran, Torah and Bible
The identity of Abraham, thus Adam
And the last end with Mohammed.
Let’s raise your hands toward humankind
For humanity,
Bury the disputed history
Let’s live in a peaceful civilization
Let’s not dive into our own blood!
Hail the humanity.
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