genocide day poem (Black night)
genocide day poem (Black night)
In the life of the bengalis in a night,
Your scary rabbits bred, night
Mark in the history of the black night,
I am alone in the month of March, pam̐ciśēra night
This night is the result of the enemy, hands
Not sleeping people morning,
All around shooting flames of the fire,
Staying in screaming in our blood now,
Barbaric enemies so unmattā,
The Wave Ām̐dhārē'i, genocide,
The night was not someone's security,
No their not human entity.
In the life of the bengalis in a night,
Your scary rabbits bred, night
Mark in the history of the black night,
I am alone in the month of March, pam̐ciśēra night
This night is the result of the enemy, hands
Not sleeping people morning,
All around shooting flames of the fire,
Staying in screaming in our blood now,
Barbaric enemies so unmattā,
The Wave Ām̐dhārē'i, genocide,
The night was not someone's security,
No their not human entity.
