It Happened In 20th Century Poem by Akhtar Jawad

He found himself in a different land,
When he saw so many of his friends,
With chained legs and working as slaves,
He thought perhaps he is dead,
And due to his sins he has been sent to this hell,
He was standing in a queue,
Waiting for his duty to be assigned,
By the dusk standing hungry and thirsty,
An oral work order was given to him,
His legs were chained,
He was driven to a cave like animals are driven,
Where there was no light,
It was an unpleasant summer night,
Ruled by big mosquitoes,
A few armed guards came with food and water,
The food he never ate in his lovely house,
Tasteless but he took some of it,
And bad smelled water he drank anyhow,
At midnight few guards came in the cave,
Selected a few handsome boys,
Unchained them and took them somewhere,
Just before the call for pre-dawn prayers,
The guards came again and he saw,
Blood below the belly of innocent boys,
Next day he worked in the labor camp,
Hungry and thirsty and at dusk,
They were driven back in the cave,
Given food and water,
After night prayers the guards came again,
Selected the boys and he was one of them,
While they were carrying the boys somewhere,
He ran away and the guards opened fire,
The clever boy in cover of the bushes,
Took a U-turn and remained hidden whole night,
At the dawn he started running towards the south,
The brave boy managed to come to the capital,
Of an agency of the northern tribal areas,
Whereat he was handed over to the political agent,
And the kidnapped boy was repatriated.
My dear readers it did not happen in sixteenth century,
It happened in twentieth century!