Oppression Has Made Us More Resistant Poem by Mohammad Younus

Oppression has made us more resistant...
...as it does to this day...
Flamming with the desire for peace and freedom,
We hid million wounds in our hearts,
We have not as yet broken down;

Pellets were pushed into our eyes...
...tears spill continually from our eyes;
So our joys are soaked in tears,
Nightingales' mouths are gaged...
...to force them abandon...
...singing the cheerful songs in the garden;
Lights are switched off,
Thus, the garden is deserted and looks haunted,
Eh! Once the garden bloomed in heavenly lights,
And resonated with rhythmic chirping of singing birds;

Our spirit is not yet frozen up...
We have not become like ice sculptures;
We are a body of burning flames,
Snow storms cannot cool us down,
We are the flamming spirits! ! !

Mykoul