Two eyes on one
I can see
-you may too
-observe in the same way
-but will you? I have doubts
Neither is he friend
-nor is my enemy
Still I stand firm in saying:
- "Things differed only if…"
He, a boy of fifteen
-was caught and…
-was tortured to confess:
-scared he; said: "I did…"
But did he?
Let us say that he did
- (though not sure!)
Let's go there replace him…
-wouldn't we?
Let us be drowned in scene of war
-undeclared and sudden
-an ambush
-by gunners and planes
- (Of a super power!)
-bombs thrown everywhere
-parachutes move soldiers
-after us; we have fists
-and run in blood lakes
And you, me
-are just kids…
They, soldiers
-are robots in armoured
-hoods, helmets and visors
-bullet proof, well-fed, paid and trained
-and both sides are balloons full of hate
Everything is sudden
-find hands tied
-in circus, you are bear in shackle
-deafening are jingle of the bells with steps
-each one ends in a cage; cloak red
-cages are similar like tulips in garden
-in each cage one person, hummingbird
-different are ages
-but same are treatments
-to insult arrested, and torture;
-torn Koran is shitted, peed upon
-and you have lost an eye
And who are torturers?
And who are the victims?
The first are the Yankees, Gringos
-the ones who you should "hate"
-as the cause of terror and fear…
-…and faithless, infidels…
-… vampires, suck blood …
-…and the ones who deserved…
-…witnessing what did the air-planes…
-…attacking two sisters…
You lived with family,
-each of them drop a in the pond
-all of them displaced and deprived;
-thanks to the Gringos and Yankees,
-include Soviets, and those in Karachi
-so, home is a dream, panorama's screen
-your heart beats, brain is hypnotised
-to believe in Allah and Namaz
-to become a faithful veteran
- Islam is the truth; devoted are Afghans
-you are not Navy Seal of U. S.
-are hero if you go against them
- "One must live dignified; do not bow! "
-but you see your parents,
-siblings, relatives and neighbours
-shout from ocean-bed; deep-deep-depths
-of same shame…
Now become a Western
White skin, Caucasian
A blond, blue-eyed
One of those made in the USA
And born as American
Gotten rid of "Savage"
And owner of slaves
A baptised Christian
Thinking of being good
Good indeed
And with deeds to do right! ! !
Now look with second eye
- "What is right? "
- "How you know? "
-are you not trained, told:
- "This is right, that one wrong…"
-by parents and neighbours…
-and by books like Bible…
-and priests and bishops
-of the Church, Vatican! ?
Or by Jews?
Synagogue?
Or any other faith?
Or any background?
With such a thought and faith
-brainwashed, hypnotised…
-are you now able to
Be true,
Be honest
Be true,
Be honest
Be true,
Be honest
Have the guts to confess
Have the guts to confess
Have the guts to confess
Remember you are child and want life
-on the run, want to hide
When you see smoke, dust
-around you, and blood
-are scared as is goat
-staring at tiger
Wouldn't you?
Wouldn't you?
Wouldn't you?
Do the same
Do the same
Do the same
Here, there and in search
-you would do anything…
-to avoid death's threat
Sure, you would take stone
-or pebble or what is now claimed
-to have been grenade
-and throw regardless
-where it lands, what it does
Then caught and lifted by a vulture
-that arrives, comes from a nowhere
-you are hung by claws, in the air
-falling means: "Be shattered"
-beneath waits hellish death
You feel it; want to live
-they tell you: "You will if…
-you confess…"
This is what Omar did
-young Khadr…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem