Shahid, Come And Witness
Shahid,
Come and WITNESS,
The illusions of peace;
Under the serene shades of Naseem Bagh
Everything puts up a sober show,
And i'm forced to forget
The blood on the streets (of Lal Chowk)
The broken glasses(of the ''Dignity'Showroom)
The blurb of the new books on Kashmir
(by eminent''squalors'') ,
resting on the shelves of The Atlantic Book Shop.
Oh! the complacent lilies,
Growing beside the graveyard;
Sheer white, untouched by grief.
Well-clad and pompous,
Speaking;
But not our own lanuage,
Discussing,
But not our own culture,
Our history, our heritage,
Living,
A life haunted by death,
A life of begged 'dignity'.
Oh! the complacent lilies,
The children of graveyard,
Sheer white, untouched by grief.
Are not the gallons of gore,
Enough to paint your petals red! !
And dont you feel to piece together
A mothers heart torn apart,
The pieces of broken glass! ! !
Said tell them,
About the burden of Other's narrative,
About the natives;
The best writers of their own history.
Oh! the hiers of generational corruption,
Come out of these phelegmatic ghettos,
Come out with your eyes wide-open,
With your hearts human! ! ! ! !
Enough is enough,
The cynical answer is Hitler;
I've watched you Romano on BBC,
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poem by Feroz Rather
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