Darkness and deeply dug earth
The moon in full giving light
In the corners metallic garbage
Remeltable steel mixed with dust
In abhorrence for the word broken
In the shadows things deplete
Up those nooks reside humans
Mothers but what ghosts
They have to frighten children
Blackouts looming culture
Still for the tomorrow
Long legs and sweet smiles
On rusted shattered faces
Make things difficult
What is easy and impossible
That is difficult
Squeezing their way
One by one under watchful eyes
All the things but few
Scanning through the bones
Who has the right to the land
How can one sell earth
Just because by trickery
In betrayal of all values
Human but averted
The revolution by pushing back
A few hundred years more
Nothing prevents the doing
Anything that can bring
Those barriers down
Some holy spirits to perpetuate
For the inner freedom a heart vast
The voices from within
Those whispers shall one day
Fall as lightening thunders
How many more bloodsheds
How many more sacrifices
11/3/2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We are just caretakers of this planet we call home Sadiqullah...very well said here....10++