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Today is the Martyr’s day.
I remember what my grandparents said
about that day,
And how they lamented for our fallen
leaders and prayed;
‘Everywhere in the city, on buses,
on trains and in the market places
They saw all the men’s eyes wet and
women sobbing as if their hearts would break.’
‘While at 10:37 A.M in the Chamber;
In which the members of the
Governor’s Executive Council;
Our leaders who were shot to death,
brutally assassinated.’
Now today is the day that our
martyrs’ day!
I wonder the thick shroud of rain
and clouds will lay on us all again
As it was seen as the day of
nineteenth July of 1947?
‘All-shaken thunders’ with roaring rain will
be added to the heavy clouds again?
I want to see such a terribly aspect
of nature which can shook the whole city!
Today is the day of tears to the
whole nation to mourn for the death of our heroes.
But I cannot see such great tears of
the whole nation happened in the scene of the day.
I know the time healed the tears to
dry as log or our heart to cold as ice.
I wish let the rain should slash
mercilessly again, and
The winds will roar pitilessly as
same happening on the day of 19th July 1947…
If I cannot feel in the flesh at the
present that the weather is so foul,
I fear how can recall the Martyrs
Day!
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