People of sorrow
liken to a skeleton
they hunger and thirst.
People stripped Bare
like branches of a tree
gone leafless in autumn.
Hearts of the rich
Basking in their luxury
remain eternally blind.
They refuse to see
the devastation and pain
the plight of the poor
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Poem In Pashto By: Afzal Shauq
Translated in English By: Alley Boling
Book: 'TWIST OF FATES' Poem No.7/Page.35
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Poet's weblog: www.tolafghan.com/members/afzalshauq
© Afzal Shauq
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Touching. Not all rich are like that but it was a very creative and interesting poem.