Dignity Of The Damned? Poem by Dr Kamran Haider Bukhari

Foul smelling smiles,
Making me obnoxious.
I don’t know; what better could I do?
I shouldn’t breathe anymore;
This air of our faithless life.

We are the hopeless nation,
Surviving the filthy hands of corrupt leadership;
Muttering gossip on the blasts of frustration.
Bleeding kids of the damned fathers,
Unfaithful children of the widowed mothers;
We are the proud nation harboring nuclear weapons.
Wow! What a disposition we own;
Slaughterers we produce; Martyrs we bury.

My friends are annoyed,
For my outrageous talk.
I would merely say, what I have learned;
From the minds of paranoid folks,
From the hearts of abducted souls.

You cannot live like that;
Either change yourselves or accept you are slaves
Of your lustful bodies and narrow minds.
O’ God! They say they are Your men and women;
What You do in response to their affiliation-
Either You cry Your heart out,
Or smile on their fake dignity?


Dec 10,2009