Poem: Balochistan

Guest blog by Asim

THEY NEED OUR HELP, SUPPORT AND ALL WHAT WE CAN DO, AS THEY ARE US, AND WE ARE THEM in this hour of their need.

I am beyond those limitations
Of suffering and indifference
Years of neglect, and its toll
The divine gifts and its effect
All in presence, all to witness

The land is barren and dry
Full of life, are humans , carries
The message and its formation
All there to be seen, to witness
Through years of neglect

In me, marks of civilization
Remain in me, the natural reservoirs
Carry they with me with pride
The people of my land
Carry they with me hate
The rulers of this land,

Not a trace left in me of anger
Devoid I am off this beauty
Of conformance and criteria
When will they return to me
The gift of wisdom and education

Too long it has been, too little
done to avoid, the eventual fate
never they realise, the rights
of this land and its inhabitants
only in speeches, only in papers

Stand I alone, stand I remote
The recipient of fate and the dance
Signatures of past, and promises
Absent, and those hearts still await
The moment of justice, and peace
The missing component, remains
the irony of the past, land of the pure!

Asim


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One response to “Poem: Balochistan”

  1. hfm Avatar

    This is so beautiful.