Mother Courageous, Daughter Courageous Refused To Die Unfinshed Poem by Zafar Iqbal

That blurry morning of nineties,

ooze from between the trees
 
I reached to her doorsill,

to fulfill her daughters will.

 I locked and unlocked the door,

that mother at once hear me roar  

She was done with a grill chore,
 
And allowed me to squat on the flour.  


Oh mother of million smiles

 Your patience is Devine for us  

But how are you still afloat,

heaving heavy over this hell.  

When all yours have sailed the boat,

and are doing very well-  


Oh boy, how precocious,

your faith is unwavering.
 
Tell me the reason,

I m a morning person-  


Oh mother of million lullabies,

I had had a dream.  

This makes me wear every sight

 She is your dead daughter

 Who makes me tear every night.  


Oh boy I am not shameless  

She was so precious,  

But we had to conquer our destiny,  

That is why she rode to eternity-  

Oh mother of million thoughts  

Your nurture is truth to us,  

But how did it all happen?  

Victim your daughter became.  

She is up in the heaven now  

Filled with tears now  

She wanna tell this world now  

Don't make her unheard now.
 

Oh boy be courageous,

life is unfair.  

Sometimes we can't bear,

 This was a feeling, I could never share.

 The cold was searing and engulfed the souls

 The cockcrows were heard but with a mournful knoll.  

Oh mother of million Identities,

 Your stoutness is authority to us.

 You have held it for years now.  

Speak up, unmask those sinsters now.  


OH boy listen to this atrocity.

 This is an awful story;  

That night was dark and never really end

 We were alone when those demons descend-  

They banged the door and got themselves in.
 
They ransacked the house and tempt souls to sin.
 
My daughter was courageous and shouted, oh Indian skin  

Your tenure is short, get out to your hell bin.

 That officer was violent and dashed potted pitcher on us

 My vision became blurry as he usurps us.


Oh God! Oh lord! I seek your forgiveness  

Oh God! Oh lord! I seek your forgiveness  

Oh God! Oh lord! Save us from their onslaught.

Oh God! Oh lord saves us from their wicked plot
 

We are attacked, hindered and restrained.

 Give us the strength, Give us the courage.

Give us the armor that we need to wear  

Conquer these demons with your spiritual warfare.

I fall unconscious and dare not to see.

 Oh my almighty, what you have done to me

 I was nobody as lightening flashed  

A deserted mask and my spirit clashed.

 It was only after morning when I disgust humanity

 My daughter was dead as a disguised calamity.
 


Oh Boy, ; I have no more plaintive cries,  

Oh Boy, make sure that this sacrifice will never fetch sighs,

  Write my heart, Write my blood.  

Hope, that tingling should trigger your knowing,

Your existence should always justice our suffering

 You should never leave the scene unanswered.

 You should never lament our sufferings uncovered.

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