O World, Listen To My Woeful Tale Poem by Mohammad Younus

O world, listen to my woeful tale,
I am a Human born and living in suffering,
I did not choose my coming here;
Neither my parents nor my nationality or ethnicity;
Neither my religion nor my philosophy,
These are all minor things for me...
...that I don't care about,
Sufficient for me is that I am a human being,
I lay on the green dreams and hope...
...of a better tomorrow,
But, let me tell you the harsh andbitter reality:
Nothing is changing...
...my dreams do not see light of the day,
Only the news is changing, every day man...
...plunging into the nadir of darkness,
Where everyone is trying to see the light,
But the wild beasts close our way,
I come back and close my eyes to dream,
Am I really a human?
If so why I submit to wild and brute animals?
Why I crave to possess what belongs to others?
Why I possess a merciless heart under my chest?
Why I shed human blood to bring...
...the weak under my feet?
Very sorry! I do not have the freedom...
...to change my destiny,
But, I must reclaim my Human heart,
I must cultivate love, peace, honesty, and...
... modesty, mercy in my heart,
I must remove the poisonous weeds from my heart...
...hate, racism, terrorism, bigotry, and apartheid;
For this I have to be a Human and...
...sow the trees of love around,
I must live as a human being...
...despite the full out resistance from...
...fascists, racists, nationalists, and religious bigots,
I am a human, and we are all humans.

Mykoul