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Evocation In Contrary Juxtaposition

Arabic: (Alam) meaning "world" or "universe" A character of a madman has a role in the play. Henceforth, the casting was done, Alam, the madman, to mentor in the acting, the wanderer in the graveyard area his folded sleeves hold the world, in fullest. Throughout days, one might notice his gesture, in talking, in walking, in waving The way he solves all those problems in this lowly world Within just a blink of an eye. A face, covered with beard and mustache reminds often The magnificent Karl Marx. One might wonder if Karl Marx was himself a mad person, or not! An absent-minded thought like this brings me smile Through ages, men, way ahead than their time, Preachers, revolutionists for a greater change Falsified in their cults of blames of being “mad”, more or less. In midst of all this, a pair of fatigued, absent-minded eyes Wander beyond the sky faded songs of tragedies, lives. Turbulent river waves ensure overflowing hypes Ebb tides, And Alam , one madman. With him, I also reach my predestined tears, bursting ones A drag of memorable gems! Some of those days, graveyard walls Index finger, boasting higher, All that loudness in noisy speeches, acted up, yet no lies Alas! Utterance of these intrepid, bold truth, yet Abandonment for ages! Tonu, Muniya, Sundarbans, Black money, Tears of Mountains How all those synagogues and worship places are burning into ashes for race and class Cities are burning down, Neighborhoods, Maps, Palestine, Brussels, Paris Angry fire of greed is burning down countries Alleys and unknown cities. Men are getting killed in broad daylight With his proud civilization. A saddened soul, I, return to my window The tree branch, on the other side of windowpanes greets my forehead, with its shadow, gently And I simply wonder, Everyone is acting quite fine these days except the one and only, Alam , the madman. October 14, 2022 Tribute: This is an effort of a translation of a poem of poet Ehsan Nazim

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