One again
India, Pakistan to lands of Persia
Everywhere to Ganjeh
Homes to birth, growth, calm
Of Gazal, Qasideh and Khayyam
All poems in Persian
Now sliced into parts;
Each has a Capital.
What a shame!
I need wool and cotton or mohair
With Gandhi’s spin wheel
To make rope and thread.
Come help me to sew them
For making ‘one; again’.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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