LK INNOVATE

Dr. Lokman Khan

Abu Sayed, Mugdha, and the nameless brave,
You stood where the earth trembled,
Where freedom was a distant dream,
And you gave your lives,
So we could call this soil our own.

In the blaze of July-August, 2024,
You were torn from life’s embrace,
You fought for a freedom you would never taste,
Never again to study, to return home,
Never again to laugh, to love, to thrive,
Yet, you won us freedom.

Now, the shadows rise again,
Those who cannot face the light,
Hiding behind masks,
Pulling strings to sow chaos,
Draping lies in the guise of truth,
Hoping to uproot what you planted.

A mere hundred days have passed,
The brutal killers who ordered your slaughter,
Now seek to defame your noble sacrifice,
They strive to destabilize our nation,
Creating chaos, anarchy in disguise,
Masked as students, labourers, mere puppets,
With killers pulling the strings from behind.

But they will fail, we know,
For your sacrifices are indelible,
Etched in the heart of our land,
You will remain in our hearts,
As long as the last person breathes,
On the soil of Bangladesh.

Abu Sayed, Mugdha, and the nameless brave,
You are immortal in our hearts,
No smear can erase your glory,
No scheme can break this unity,
For as long as a single breath lingers,
On the soil of Bangladesh,
You will stand,
Our martyrs, our guardians, our truth.