Freedom Of Beloved Taslima

M Mahtab Bangalee Mahtab Bangalee
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Establish a cause for your action, and if you can't, then set me free, not to save me, but for your own survival. (Poet Taslima Nasrin) The birds are flying over the sky going up more and too more far flying The wings of birds are free from anything Oh freedom, the birds are independent But you are woman; you are dependent! The river is ever flowing to its goal No goal the ocean has but depth is continue It's water which acceptable power has no due Oh freedom, the water is self-governing But O woman; you've no rights of self-doing The air can move hither to thither, hence to thence The fire can burn anything what it wants It's air and fire naturally grant all to hunt Oh freedom, nature is powerful by born But O Taslima; you're woman to be mourn! This country, this earth is male dominated place O Taslima, you're woman, a solid part of nature Prophet to scientist you gave birth all weathers Yet the freedom is not your surviving business Oh woe men they are by the masculine trace! Who is man or woman doesn't know anyone But for the self interest ancient male ego started this To control all roots of nature they ruined female pitch Today I hail you not as woman but a true power You are all on the earth as a true part of nature ©Mahtab Bangalee Chattogram 14/01/2023

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