The Colors of the World

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The Colors of the World

How many more colors, O Lord, will You show the world,
how many forms of power and self-interest exist?
Since birth, I have watched the chameleon’s many forms,
even today I see its ever-changing hues.

Drawing it close to the chest, yet stabbed on the back,
pushed into the pit of death by a disguised guide!
Deceived—they will fall, the blind believers—
how many forms of power and self-interest exist?

Even written with the same pen, fate varies:
some are cursed, some are blessed.
In a brother’s grief, who can see the brother’s smile?
Truth cannot speak—the mother’s heart is sorrowful.

Here, the near and the distant, the familiar and stranger,
pouring out lives, yet taking life within the heart!
Understanding the signs of betrayal is most difficult—
how many forms of power and self-interest exist?

6 Bhadra, 1424 — D.C. Road, Chattogram