I'M Not the Forced Applicant

of the world war (3rd!) I'm not the forced applicant I don't wanna be the forced applicant of the world war (3rd!) no; I'm not the well-wisher not the advance receptionist columnist, they are political analyst journalist, they are critics of the war socialist, they are international relationship scientist they can greet in advance as horror enjoyer their provocative speech, writings, paintings as if now decorate the war in advance (3rd!) far away, have gone far away the first and second world wars the earth became the asylum of the universe oh! pain, sorrow, melancholic days of mother for her child have gone far away, waiting days of a new bride for her groom became the fire on the pyre, the orphanage became the address of the humanism now far away, the remembrance of the wars I'm on the Bay of Bangle, this sub-continental, inter-continental, continental birds chirping soul-stirring and I love independently of the world war (3rd!) I'm not the advanced writer don't wanna be the spokesman or blood painter cause- the vernal breeze here gives me warm embraces, eyes of the butterflies still here find the flowers, busy days of ants here teaches me- " a stitch in time saves nine" here on this Bay of Bangle five times Azan of Muazzin from the holy Masjid, the pleasing sound of the Temple bell, air balloon in the full moon night of Buddha day, praying of the holy Easter Sunday teach me the unity of love and universal brotherhood I cannot paint in my dictions the advance blood of world war (3rd!), I cannot speak advance in my writings the scheme of world war (3rd!), I'm not the fertile blind prophet Tiresias then I'll be liable for that blood war (3rd!) more than the bloodsucker imperialist politician, if I write, speak, paint advance the forecast of undesired war © Mahtab Bangalee Chattogram October 22,2019