In Bangladesh, where rivers softly flow,

A land once rich, now bruised by times of strife.

Unrest and chaos seem to steal the glow,

Of hope that once embraced the nation's life.

 

Corruption spreads its roots, so deep, so wide,

The youth, in search of dreams, are left dismayed.

While voices rise in protest, none collide,

To heal the wounds, or drive the dark away.

 

Yet still, within this land of sun and rain,

The heart of people beats with strength untold.

Through unity, we’ll rise above the pain,

And make our future brighter, brave, and bold.

 

A change begins with one—a voice, a deed,

Let justice flourish, and let love take the lead.