Twenty one is mine
Sabyasachi Nazrul
Twenty one is the pride of the people of my state language country
Twenty one who crammed my bow is short.
Twenty one bloody months on my brothers body
Twenty one is a cruel history in the world.
Twenty one mourns the lost of a son in my mothers arms
Twenty one verses written in my father's tears.
Twenty one is the first flower of my freedom
Twenty one is a sweet word for mother in my baby's mouth.
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