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Internet Edition. December 26, 2008, Updated: Bangladesh Time 12:00 AM |
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Poem A tale of two liars M. Mizanur Rahman Two liars flew over the sky of Baghdad clouded who cleverly made a rumour in alliance with some stooges that Saddam possessed weapons of mass destruction that might wipe out the world in general and the USA in particular and invaded Iraq with all their might that 'might is right', they started fight and say, We're fighting, "Terrorism". They, with their stooges, murdered the innocent Iraqis all the way cold-blooded, destroyed the museum and old civilisation, looted and plundered and fired Iraqis every way and thus they started teaching 'em a form what they call, 'Democracy'. The Satan Iblis himself appeared in their phrase, "The axis of evil". Only Iraq, an oil-rich country targeted and lost to war-storm. Mighty Iran and diplomatic North Korea had been spared and could not be caught rather the capitalist-imperialist feared that the soul of grilled Saddam might have heard the news sad. Now the USA and her so-called stooges allies became economical bankrupts, how they got the fruit of lies that they could appreciate now that their leader Bush awarded a most befitting shameful slap in Iraq by a pair of shoes. Thus the war criminals like Bush and Blair should learn the lesson that they can destroy a country by force, but their war cannot be won. Christmas sound Julian Parrish Every year Christmas comes in the winter With band's joyful carol and various banters. At night hear wheel's sounds of bullock-cart Come with paddy sacks from alluvial earth. With betel juice; women redden lips to greet. Sounds of work husking-pedal by lac-dye feet, Also jingling of tinkling anklet and bracelet; treat In laughing face with chewing betel-roll and hit To pulverise rice to make cakes and sweetmeats. Like pearls; morning dews shine on the grass. Hear sounds of ulu and beating plate of brass. At calm night dews drop on the sloping roof, And dog keeps safe house by his strong woof. Merrily women sing folk-song with chew betel. As because too cold; lowing, new born cattle. Village is decorated with field of golden paddy And mustard plots with the sky without cloudy. Christmas star is twinkling top of the roof or tree As a sign of guide to show Jesus on Mary's knee, And to rescue the sinners from the grief and sins, And show his divine love to poor, foe and kin. Woodman scrapes skin of date-palm to get juice And put earthen pitcher under groove of sluice. At night vile boys steal coconuts, juice pitcher And firewood to cook sweet-dish for pleasure. Angel's songs cover frustration and griefs edge. Silently Santa-Claus comes with gift packages, For children of palace, hut, slum and orphanage, And hang to the Christmas tree as his pledge. Schools remain close to rejoice, travel and chat. Children save money to buy wishing card of art, For parents, friends, neighbour and sweet heart And pay rest money for carriage and cashew nut. Christmas eggs hide all-around decorated church. Young girls and boys impatiently wait to search. After end of Christmas Eve's joyful long mass, Have chance to get belle's wishing kiss and touch. Rest night pass with drink and Christmas song. And forget all painful past and serious wrong. Start new life with blessing of almighty God. Joy of Christmas spreads in home and abroad.
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