গন্ডি


গন্ডি দিয়েই রুখবে সমাজ
যতই তুমি উড়তে চাও।
গন্ডি দিয়েই ফন্দি গেড়ে,
রাখবে তোমায় বদ্ধ করে।
সবার থেকে আলাদা হবে?
ভেবোনা তুমি যেন,
এই ভেড়ার পালের সাথেই
কাঁধ মিলিয়ে চলো।

তবে কি সব অন্ধকার?
একদমই তা নয়।
কণ্ঠে যদি ফুলকি ওঠে,
মনে ওঠে ঝড়
তুমিই পারবে ভাঙতে শৃঙ্খল
আর রুখতে সব বর্বর।



গন্ডি তোমার সমাজ নয়,
তুমি করবে ঠিক।
তাতে যদি সমাজ রোখে,
ভয় পেওনা, দাঁড়াও আবার।
ঠিক - ভুলের ফারাক বোঝে,
এমন মানুষ খুবই কম,
গন্ডি কাটার খেলা খেলে,
ওটাই ওদের মুষ্টিদম।

মরণ তো হবার হবে,
গন্ডি দিয়ে নাই বা হল।
বাজে কথায় কান না দিয়ে,
খারাপ ভালো বুঝতে শেখো।
সঠিকটা কে বেছে নিয়ে,
নিজের গন্ডি নিজেই আঁকো।


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