The General and Other Poems

I am General Habibulla Sirajee. I keep track of gains, animals and mines, Costumes and explosives. When history is laid open Mughals venerate Panipath2. Spreading its wings, arithmetic Shields the issues of vegetables,beasts and water . I know frogs' language ; I am aware of elephants' news I can whistle; peeling the skin,I do paint The battlefield of Plassey3.As fans are veiled behind blood I manufacture my stars in chemicals General Sirajee is me. I am General HAbibullah Sirajee. I can identify directions and narratives of colours I can set Ekattor4 in between poetry and prose Opening the Central Treasury,I distribute the goodies,Father,progress and pistol- I realise physics gets rocked by geometry's push, Even patience doesn't nourish on earth I am General Habibullah Sirajee.