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I Stood Still To Watch And See

I stood still to watch and see they were gathering to fire and shell
On the Bamiyan Buddhas
With mortars, shells, guns, axes and hammers

I mean Judas, Don Quixote, nailing and crucifying on the Cross,
Quixotes fighting with the windmill,
What a silly ideas was it!

They trying to wipe out pre-dating them, history, art, culture and tradition
In the swings of fanaticism, conservatism and theocracy,

The religiously blind people.
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