Dictatorship in the name of democracy.

The blood of Bengal has always streamed,

Flowing vein to vein to this forever land,

Which was once green.

God has bestowed bravery

Through our Genes,

Yet, internet fever is all,

That has been rotting our dreams.

Victory is all we crave,

And victors are where we fall behind.

Let me tell you something,

Cowards have never been spotted,

With the mask of youth.

It's the political leaders,

who are flawed.

Freedom of speech is exploited

By the constitution,

And speakers are silenced

Through execution.

Maybe voices will fade,

And their last exhales will be hit by a Sigh,

But we will stand tall,

Battle death to live long,

There will be a day when we'll know

What peace really stands for;

And who do peace get,

To stand for.