The Inhuman Generation

Royal Club for Literature and Peace 

The Inhuman Generation

Dr. Fokrel Hasan Zardim

**The Inhuman Generation**

You have insulted the one who fought,

Who wrote his blood the song of freedom he sought.

His sweat soaked the earth beneath,

To breathe a tale of a flag in the sky.

You have forgotten the sacrifice made,

By the one who cleared your sky of shadow.

Today, his hands reach out for grace,

I only meet your indifferent gaze.

The weapon that was placed in your father's hand,

A mother's tears on her dear earth,

We were all for the life you now embrace,

Yet cruelty flourishes in your cold embrace.

When I grow old, ignore me too,

Throw me into a hole, Let life retreat.

But remember this truth, buried deep,

Your name too, the earth will not keep.

I still dream of a brighter day,

When this cruel generation finds its way.

When the voices of conscience pierce pride,

And honor blooms, no longer denied.

 Let the light burn in the hearts again,

A drop of respect for the brave is worthy.

For in their sacrifices your land is established,

Your freedom, your pride - deep and loud..

Dr. Fokrel Hasan Zardim

Bangladesh