He
can vanquish the world in one “Pooh” !
the
love of the past generations are
more than silver, some while thirsty
The
goat of conscience keep grazing
the yellowing grasslands.
And
someday it will break its tether
And
run wild
To
the rich green foliage spreading
Secure
shade by the bright river.
For
the time being the dreams make him angrier
Like
the subjugated circus lion it whimpers.
Push
button and
The
world will break into pieces
Poison
gas would circle the destroyed rocket
Is
that funny or is there funnier methods ?
To
moon, to mars ?
Or
is this ageold parasitical earth is better ?
After
all like damnfools they lived here
The
great grand father , grandsire and sire
Passed
on their love anger greed away
Vengeance,
passion
with unfullfilment restlessness
And
in their hearts lived the flaming care.
The
grand child could
Could
pooh away the world—
Merely
confused, since he doesn’t know
The
right tricks to bell the cat.
Mohammad
Moniruzzaman
(1936-)