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Jul 2022
We are Passing hard  times
Deadly  and sadly
Like the snatchs of mist on grass
And I see
How a bullet of a slayer
Can close a chapter.
The whole body has fallen down on the ground,


We will not forgive him
Who has killed you
Mr. Shinzo  Abe
Yes,
Just only a bullet.
How it has pierced
The heart of the whole earth.
I see how it blows
The mourning sea water.
This wet afternoon,
The burdened birds are lamenting
         with teary eyes


New Hiroshima and Nagasaki are waking up,
How to carry again
That old nuclear mourning.
Although love never unconquered.

O leader.
We will sleep with you too
Like my mother
Felt asleep two days ago
On the earthen bed.
I wish you for rest of soul in peace
As  I am tired of losing my mother
I pray for the forgiveness
Of  mother's soul
And the soul of you , Mr Abe
It's an elegy of Shinzo Abe, former Japanese prime minister
Nurul Hoque
Written by
Nurul Hoque  55/M/Bangladesh
(55/M/Bangladesh)   
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