Let The Body Die, Why Should I Die? Poem by Aftab Alam

Let the body die, why should I die?
Let whole world cry, why should I cry?
It is known to me, this is not my home,
My hut is of loam and with lighted tome,

Let the body die, why should I die?
Let the eyes dry, why should I dry?
I know silence is the lethal equipment,
That we keep under this firmament,

Let the body die, why should I die?
Let them be spy, why should I spy?
This is the earth and not butchery house
Why then chased by cat, killed like mouse?

I know and ye must observe and know the crops
When a chased dog stops, game of race stops,






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