The student who stood with arms stretched 'Stop killing people!'- his final message. But he met the end of his destiny. Who could he be? Abu Sayed, the martyr indeed. The boy who offered water only To the tired protestors. A bullet welcomed him and he died for his innocence. Who is he? Mugdho, remember the name. A young girl painting the fight, Was shot by the gunmen and not only she But her painting too bled. Who is she? Naima Sultana,painter of blood and flames. A journalist filming the revolution as proof Shot not to spread the truth, Who is he? Tahir Zaman. A brave girl helped a clash escape But the police took aim Who is she? Now it's only a name. Anika Tahsina, the protector. Still oh citizens, You dare ask Who are they? They are the reason you're standing today. Their sacrifice like anthem today. Main theme: I am from Bangladesh. So in our country, we got independence from the bad party and prime minister in 2024 august 5. So many students died and yet they kept on coming. If they hadn't, we all would have been dead on aug 5 instead of independence. That's why i wrote this poem specifying some important students.