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Are thieves hanged?

- Mahfuz Nabeen (Bangladesh)

They forgive
They say they love
Sorry
What can I tell them?
They have no shame
Of course without them
There is no work
So what else to do
I can try to be a little great!
 
What have you got me!
Does anyone forgive people so many times?
Of course I didn’t make a mistake
You have forgiven people
I have never been so inhuman
You don’t know that news
 
Do you know who I am?
I’m a big man; You know what?
I’m a thief!
I’m a robber!
I’m a bandit!
Just to give these two or three titles
Tired of understanding?
 
I am the best in the world
You have “I’m a thief”.
Or “sneak peek”
And listen to me
Who am I?
“I’m a gangster”
Speak with a little respect
You can’t do that anymore
Stay tuned
 
How much power I have
You know! How many more names– I have a call
When you hear that, you just do it
I will die of stoke
So I don’t go to tell everyone about myself
 
From your parliament
Ferries and even street cobblers
I have people; You know all this!
I left out the office space
 
I have learned the history of those Middle Ages
Learned from generation to generation
How to loot the country?
How in front of everyone’s eyes
In the power of theft-robbery-looting
To reign?
 
Your tax:– VAT pet fools
Salary paid employees
Those we call law enforcement
Some of them
How to bribe-corruption
Is it to be abused?
I know that very well
Only then is my wish fulfilled
 
Hey what do you just call thieves thieves
He warmed his head with a shout
 
You just saw it
To steal rice-pulses-flour-flour-oil
I can steal what not
You have no idea about that
 
Your healthy brain
Since when have I stolen?
I did not notice that!
 
The day I don’t get a chance
The whole country that day
He will steal and sell it to the English again
 
That day for me
I will swear by saying “Mirzafar!”
I will steal better
And Mirzafar will be abused!
Wouldn’t that be great?
 
I know you guys
I can’t do anything
I’m fine with the law
I will go out to the gap
Nice to see you
 
Hey, have you ever heard?
Thieves– robbers are hanged?
Bokardal Kotthakkar
Just spending money
You have set up a gallows in the jail
How many executions a year in your country?
Every day a thief
I was born in the attic
If Rose does it one by one
Hang too;
But it is two thousand years
You will like it
 
Do you know my misfortune?
I will not live on earth until then
If I didn’t live
But with posters
In the national election
Publicly in my secret party banner
By selling nominations
I used to field candidates in all the districts
 
Of course still
I have a candidate
Hundreds of MPs-ministers;
They are my team!
Only their countrymen in public
Couldn’t get acquainted with;
This is my great sorrow
 
This time when I get out of jail
I am thinking of taking the team forward with new consciousness
I will not play hide and seek
When the name is in the thief’s book
See what I do
 
And don’t be afraid—
I’m not afraid of this gel
You can’t do anything to me
I kicked you on the gallows
Shalara or hang!
Scare me
If possible, see the leak
Then I will understand that you can
Thieves are hanged again!
I smiled when I heard it
Ha ha ha ha————.

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