Written on rock
Sat to write
-write of time
-of Kabul, where I was
-and Logar, not too far
- (My savours…)
-and writing on a rock
-some order, dictator's
-carved to talk
Thoughts cloud and the fog
-leap in time; then among the people
-able and unable passing by
-hardly find among them
-those who read,
-know to write
-all stop
-sweat runs down spines
-of fear…
There sits the Emir's words
Emir is betrayer of nation
-a selfish dictator
-the dog of Britain
-has returned…
-from north; of Russia
Abdurrahman
-is a hinge and pivot, screw!
-turned after agreement
-between two empires
- (Kremlin's and London's)
Must be cook
-political recipe
- "Serve people…"
- "Their blood is drink…"
Mind clogged
-hands stopped
-thoughts vanished
-world froze
Left Iran and in mind
-memorised were the names
-relatives, relations
-in trucks in deserts and plains
-saw friends, their faces, eyes, bodies
-all covered with the dust
-in mirror my copies
Was told to meet uncle
-and cousins in Logar; Baraki-Barak
"Drink of, wash in the, and relax by River! "
-also was aware of local words
-like window and the yard, and ladder
-etc.
All set up, before pen goes to work
-watch some films, read reports,
-following the news
-feel stuck
Mostly lies
-copies of Hollywood
-brainwash
- "Make them fools and amused! "
Look to sides
-left and right
-back, front
-up and down
Squeezed I feel in glass jar
-is sealed tight; very dark
-around me are demons
-or victims of Satan
Think of then,
-the vicious dragons
-Emir and Kremlin and London
-am pickled
-spices are drugs, vinegar is blood
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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