Desire

If I were a river, I would go to see the sea;
If the moon, I would float smiling.on the sky

If I were a cloud, I would pour water over Paddy and Jute;
If a lamp, I would spread light in the corner of a dark house.

If I were crops, I would grow being gold;
If fire, I would burn the whole body of an oppressior.

But if I were a missile, I would kill those
Who bring only war on this beautiful earth.

[Translated from Bengali by the poet]

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