Listen! I Am Kashmiri Poem by Mohammad Younus

Listen!
I am Kashmiri
My Identity card has been snatched
I have lost one lakh children
I am afraid
Many more I might lose this summer
Are you angry?

Listen
I am Kashmiri
My children are persecuted
They grind them in torture mills
Their blood is squeezed by Draculas
That they churn to get red butter
To paste on loaves of yellow bread.
Are you angry?

Listen
I am Kashmiri
But I do not plead for mercy
I have committed no wrong
I am very proud
I do not feel small
In front of great monster
Are you angry?

Listen
I am Kashmiri
I have land without a title
I am like a non-citizen
In my own country
I claim my land
The documents of title
Are you angry?

Listen
I am Kashmiri
I am a native, as a Chinār
My roots sink deep in this soil
I am here since the beginning
God created me for this land
I will stay here till the ending
Clitching to my land.
All it's landscapes -
Lush green meadow,
Snow-caped mountains
Roaring rivers and Brooks
Cup-shaped valleys and
Pristine lakes
Because I am son of the soil
Are you angry?

Listen
I am Kashmiri
I have no linkage to
Colonizers and invaders

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