By Kazi Nazrul Islam Say, Hero— Say: High is my Head! Looking at my head, the peak of the Himalayas bows down in submission! Say, Hero— Say: Ripping through the great sky of the universe, Surpassing the moon, the sun, the planets, and the stars, Piercing through the earth and the heavens, Pushing through the seat of the Almighty’s throne— Have I risen, I, the eternal wonder of the Creator of worlds! The angered God shines on my forehead like a royal victory mark. Say, Hero— My head remains ever high! I am the eternal, the uncontrollable, the cruel, I am the dancer of destruction, the cyclone, the devastation! I am the supreme terror, the curse of the earth. I am irresistible, I grind all to dust! I am distinct; I obey no law. I sink the fully laden boats, I am the torpedo, I am the floating mine! I am the Dhurjati (Shiva) of the sudden storm, the untamed summer tempest! I am the Rebel, the chaotic son of the Mother Earth! I am the creation, I am the destruction, I am the habi...