The Dead Body Will Follow Poem by Afzal Shauq

The blood of your brother
now stains your hands red!
Conscious sleeping...?
deadly human being...!

When you took the knife
did it come to your heart
the one you wish to kill?

Did you dream this someone
Perhaps had a home
Wife...children...?

Didn't you feel a life
flesh of someone's heart
with a small world of his own?

As you raised your hand
was your brain was silent...
Didn't you realize?

Now do you cry
at your tragic mistake
or feel pride in killing?

How will you ever be at peace
or remove from your memory
such an act of cruelty?

May your conscious
beat you with stones
as you run to escape.

But I say to you
remember this well
there will be no hiding place.

You are like the thief
trying to hide even in shadow
but shall one day be found out.

I am certain of your doom
with each breath you'll be haunted.
Followed by the body of the dead.
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Poem In Pashto By: Afzal Shauq
Translated in English By: Alley Boling
Book: 'TWIST OF FATES' Poem No.193/Page.255
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