The Harbinger of Beauty

Today in the evening I saw a baby
Resting its head on the shoulder of its mom.
The little one was gazing with its enchanting eyes
That was unusually attractive, marvelous and nice.
The soft glow of roses was reflecting through its face.
No sign of weariness, anxiety or pain
Could anybody find in that ever beauty creature’s eyes.
I gazed and gazed and found enormous joy
The purity and innocence that the baby had shown.
It captured my feelings and soothed my soul.
This sweet lovely baby, looked heavenly flower to me,
Whose soul is still in touch of the Lord.

The innocent little soul had seen not yet
Poverty, injustice, cruelty and fake.
The treacherous people are following him or walking ahead.
This poor little beauty does not even know
What deprivation, corruption, injustice and hate
Is waiting for this innocent infant.
Alas! this poor soul has not yet guessed
Or imagined the action the silent killers have
In the name of justice power and pelf.
How treacherous, heinous and cruel are they
Who advocate for equality but practice not they!

But dear little baby still we hope
Your arrival on the earth will bring a change.
This world will see righteousness, equality and justice again,
People will have the opportunity to speak, opportunity to work
In the environment where they will enjoy the rights -
Right of speaking, right to smile, right to choose their leader they wish
Who will lead them to the real golden age
Where the sun of freedom will shine again,
They will see there not suppression, corruption, violation of rules
Not application of illegal power or deprivation at all.

(Manzar Alam from Bangladesh)