Scientific Research Fellow in University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee
A REBEL SON OF BENGAL
History herself wrote-
once a son of Bengal roared
against British rule in anger:
‘I declare an eternal war’.
Piles of exploitation made us curve-
our rights we fail to observe.
Its wings are flying high in space,
deep inside the soil its roots find place.
Your poems raised their voices
to rescue the deprived human races,
to cease forever corporate loots,
to cut its wings and burn its roots.
Your poems inspire me
to fight with my pen and energy,
to make my backbone erect and strong,
for the sake of freedom sing a song.
My respect and honor are for you-
your poems touch my heart like autumn dew;
your struggle, stamina and strength
provide me with an eternal wealth.
© 2020 Sankhajit Bhattacharjee