I got so many skeletons in my closetIt's a dark solitary bleak morgue,
Still I dare not step out and set
Feet on cold earth and hidden icebergs.
Here it is grotesque, making me choke,
My soul panting for light and breath,
My limbs are numb, my feelings broke,
My heart is filled with pain and wrath.
Outside, I know, hellfires are awaiting
To engulf me, icy blizzards to freeze
My spirit, the bells of death ringing
I can hear, my youth drooping in debris.
Still,I wanna step out someday,O'someday,
Radiating my rainbow aura over black clouds
Showering sinags and rains on my way,
Burning off the society's coffin shrouds.
I will wash off the sins,I and my mates,
My brother-sisters, mi amor and others:
The sin they commit by killing us, hates
And bullies; they hurt us, our souls and mothers.
We are sinking in blood pools, but ur eyelids are numb.
We are drowning in tears and death, but ur Heart is cold and dumb.
We will not give in, we will fight with love and peace.
We will sing, fun and frolick around, under azure sky, around silver trees.
You cannot deny us, kill us-cause we are more real than ur slurs are.
We are weary, ill and yet thriving; we will rise forever.
পুনঃপ্রকাশ সম্পর্কিত নীতিঃ এই লেখাটি ছাপা, ডিজিটাল, দৃশ্য, শ্রাব্য, বা অন্য যেকোনো মাধ্যমে আংশিক বা সম্পূর্ণ ভাবে প্রতিলিপিকরণ বা অন্যত্র প্রকাশের জন্য গুরুচণ্ডা৯র অনুমতি বাধ্যতামূলক। লেখক চাইলে অন্যত্র প্রকাশ করতে পারেন, সেক্ষেত্রে গুরুচণ্ডা৯র উল্লেখ প্রত্যাশিত।