The Knowledge-Infused Poem About Taslima Nasrin Who Lacks Paternal Identity.
You are such a dancer
Going to Bharatvarsha
Spreading slander day and night
About the motherland!
If you were a poet, in writing and teaching
The writer of love stories
Half the bed is divided by gender
Women too are few!
Oh, what a face, alas!
Which mother bore you
Her life isn’t blessed
Life has been spent toiling!
Rabindranath, Kazi Nazrul
If they came in this era
They would hide all their faces in shame
If they saw you!
You have none of the religions
Islam, Sanatan
You are a bastard bird
A ruined girl, a murderer.
Author: Abdullah Fakir
29 April 2025
