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Status: Finished  |  Genre: War and Military  |  House: Booksie Classic
This poem is about Hazara people who protest every single day against Hazara Genocide and for peace and justice. They hold banners that cry for peace and justice. Children, mothers, fathers, old and young all protest but the goverrnment is deaf and blind and does even bother to do anything.

Submitted: February 03, 2016

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A white piece of chart,

Or protesting sheet carve

The words of old and young

Or innocent cries of children

Bony hands carry banner That holds the carved agony

So holding with  injured hands

Streets of Quetta is full of breathless souls

Bleeding through the soil’s skin

Covered mothers of my land

Now lost dignity with banners in hands

Banners cry for justice and peace

For the city that lost its peace lovers

His old shaky hands too fragile

Still hold dead banner of his son

Mountains heard but not his deaf  ears

They withered with banner of justice in hands

 

Meaning of words

His deaf ears  = government

They - families of dead ones and the public

His shaky hands = fathers of the dead ones

 

By: Mursal Koshani

 


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