Afghan Wounded Poem by Afzal Shauq

Never a truer word written...pain as theirs seen but never felt. Impossible to explain -

yes, nature never changes&this is a problem, i'm confused,2 put10+++++++++++++++ or10++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++.never mind, they r the same

Last line is poignant. But people change with the changing times. So let's hope it's in the best interest of everbody. Nice write.

a great poem..and of great meaning....really peace should be the first priority of all..! ! !

very potent...short and poignant..

Very well put indeed. There will be no peace until we learn to live in peace.

When the seed was sown you were asleep down When the thorns weeded you were dancing crowned When the sprouted Cactus its spikes bleeding spared not the passer-by what use wasting cry past tense cannot be future tense Histories could not be Geographied......................