This is not that nation...
according to Papa's dream
Nor is this life...
according to Papa's dream
Mountains and Men stand
between the people
keeping them separated
this was not the dream of Papa..
All this killing by our own hands
furnished with weapons
by self proclaimed humanitarians
We are the people
killing our own brothers
depriving daughters of marriage
and causing mothers laments
We are the people
hiding in the mountains
like thieves
with Death's angel in tow.
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Poem In Pashto By: Afzal Shauq
Translated in English By: Alley Boling
Book: 'TWIST OF FATES' Poem No.145/Page.194
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© Afzal Shauq
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