Ah Miserable! Poem by Prof Niamat Ali Murtazai

Earth deals like a step-mother, no meal
The sky like a tyrant, filled with zeal.
No soothing wind blows, no clouds, no rain
Everywhere misery, cries, pain and pain.

Have all human beings gone to stars to live
No morsel in the mouth of drought to give.
Where has the world Sympathy gone to sleep
No kind eyes into dark misery peep.

Worse than skulls look human heads and faces
So much so, they seem to be other races.
Living death can be seen in their bodies week
Even soul dislikes such statues, so meek.

O misery of man! please take some mercy
Lords of world are lost in diplomacy.
O God send some clouds of blessing
The condition of Somalia is very pressing .

Would that man were kind enough to share
His tears, his laughter and his care. AMEN