Bongobondhu shak mojibur rahoman

Dark on all sides,
                 Exploitation, rule-
        Field-ghat
The cry of innocent people.
       At high speed
                The poet has arrived
        In the crowd,
Like the waves of the sea
             In murmur,
Masked,
           In your speech,
Lakso Bengali,
           Woke up,
From the discipline of subjugation
             To be released
At stake
   Thousands of Bengalis took up arms
Yours is -
              Calls for freedom
The slogan rose in Rudra's voice
           Bangladesh became independent
Humble, brave
               That leader
Whom we have lost
           August 15th.

Writer by Taniya.