Bir Tikendrajit Road
Ronid Chingangbam *
O Brave Bir Tikendrajit!
Your heart is still thirsty
You are still the same hungry lion
Mother is pouring out all her blood
For you, gulp it slurp it
Ask her too for the flesh
She will never remind you
The land you died for.
She will never say a word to you
She is all yours
But you can never be a son to her
Look at your blood stained street
Still it will be walked
I must tell you;
It is just an incident to add an orphan
In this orphanage
Now you play the politics with bullets
Not with your blood stained sword.
In these streets,
I will grow up like any other orphan
Remembering this day and this road
But I swear to you by my mother's blood;
I will never pluck a flower for and from this land
I will never move a stone for them and you
And I will live till the day I see this land drowns
In my memory of this day
This is part of a series of poem on the BT-Road Incident. You can read the entire timeline on this incident here.
* Poem written by Ronid Chingangbam (Akhu) . He is from Dept. of Physics, Jamia Millia Islamia, New Delhi . You can contact the poet at ronidchi(at)gmail(dot)com . This poem was webcasted on August 30, 2009.
* Comments posted by users in this discussion thread and other parts of this site are opinions of the individuals posting them (whose user ID is displayed alongside) and not the views of e-pao.net. We strongly recommend that users exercise responsibility, sensitivity and caution over language while writing your opinions which will be seen and read by other users. Please read a complete Guideline on using comments on this website.