The speed at which things are moving in Bangladesh at the moment it is hard to keep up with events; the sentences from the war crimes tribunal, the reaction of the youth at Shahbag, the reaction of the members of Jamaat, and the range of views, political and religious in between these two. One thing is certain, the youth have woken from their political stupor and Bangladesh will never be the same.

The youth are rising up

The youth are rising up, they’ve had enough at last

They won’t accept this judgment, they won’t ignore the past

They were not there to fight but grew up with the tales

They feel the nation’s pride and know from where it hails

They see behind events the politics of trade,

They see their leaders wane and sense their glory fade

They didn’t feel the pain but they do feel the pride

They hear their language on – the lips of those who died

They want the justice now that so long was denied

in honor of their heroes and all the dreams that died

The youth are rising up, they’ve had enough at last

They won’t accept false judgments; they won’t repeat the past