What do you want?
Whom do you fight?
Questioning...
Armed soldiers
Make no reply
glancing about
with strange eyes.
Everyone questions
No one answers
What is the truth
the cause for fighting
All these brothers
Ready to kill
each under falsehood's
sacred saying
'If your mother
childless make
soldier of honored
He who wins
and should you die
by your brother's hand
a declared martyr
you will be.'
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Poem In Pashto By: Afzal Shauq
Translated in English By: Alley Boling
Book: 'TWIST OF FATES' Poem No.175/Page.233
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Poet's weblog: www.tolafghan.com/members/afzalshauq
© Afzal Shauq
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