The Icarus Agenda Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

You are imprisoned in the valley, in an oasis,
On an island. Riding the wings of Icarus.
If freedom your choice; put others
In chains. Of your own doing in perverse,
Dreams. Are others guinea pigs?
Such leisure you ensconced, such gadgets:
Such is your way for the innocent, the unborn.
The dogs don't bark, cats hide in quilts.
Cows run wild, walls tremble in fear.
Mother's to their children, tell you may stroll,
Near their beds. You may bring such destruction,
Unheard, unforeseen. Of your own doing;
Of your own selfish design, of your own agenda.
The sun shines, there is no sea, where all,
Would have drowned. They fly in the air;
Not like grass-hopers, but like grey elephants.

Sadiqullah Khan
Peshawar
March 10,2013.