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Freedom in the air

Literature

Published Date: December 13, 2014
THE VICTORIOUS ATTITUDE

THE VICTORIOUS ATTITUDE

EDITOR’S NOTE “Sometimes standing against evil is more important than defeating it. The greatest heroes stand because it is right to do so, not because they believe they will walk away with their lives. Such selfless courage is a victory in itself.” ― N.D. Wilson, Dandelion Fire Before anyone can hope to win a war...

Published Date: December 13, 2014
Where My Darlings Lie Buried

The shivering cold nights of wintry Paush have passed. And now dewdrops of a morning are like tears, shed by mothers, sisters, widows, as they gaze forlorn at the mounds where their darlings lie buried. For the last nine months the soil of this land was drenched with bubbling blood. And now the fecund earth lies under the warm and golden sun, and brings forth her dower of flowers of the season. There is a smell of ripening harvest in the air. Drowsy with this atmosphere, or through sheer weariness, our darlings...

Published Date: December 13, 2014
Face To Face

We want to speak. We have come to speak of our hunger, We shall speak. You stand with raised bayonet, Aim your rifle, You let loose your armed goons, Set your truck upon us. You cannot hold us back. We have come to speak about our lack of clothing, We shall speak.   Baton charges cannot send us back, Teargas cannot stop, Rifles cannot make us retreat, Machine guns cannot halt. We have come, We shall speak about our homelessness. The peasants will not be on your side The workers will not abide. The students will not...

Published Date: December 13, 2014
A Million Men Surround Me

A million men surround me; Through the night I hear them march, Beasts neighing to the fray, And in the gloom of trees I see the frosty glint of steel Narrowing the circle round My obstreperous heart. O friend! Through all this din, Like humble rain Falling on the quickening land, I know your nearing steps, And feel upon my hand The lightness of your lonely hand. Reprinted from "The Collected Poems of Shahid Suhrawardy" with permission from UPL.

Published Date: December 13, 2014
Come, O Guide of the Age

Come, O guide of the age, The fearless and the bold. Come, O the eternally beautiful, The serene and the confident; I sing your victory. Come, O hero. The raised thunder. Come, O the unconquerable, The cruel and the arrogant, I sing your victory. O the healer of the sorrows Of dumb millions, Wake up. O the leader of the age; I sing your victory, I welcome you. Listen to the heartrending cries over there Come, O the severer of fetters. The child is awakening, The child is seeking light Come, O the rising sun, I sing your victory, You I...

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