Salaam
u Alaikum my dearest brothers and sister,
Welcome
to my home page. I hope you enjoy
sailing around and getting as much fish as you can.
If you are still hungry don’t blame me! jk.
But just remember to love and respect each other without thinking of the
tribe or religious school you belong to coz this way we will have a PEACEFUL
AFGHANISTAN.
I
wrote this poem a few days ago. hope you like it!!! (this is not my
story, I just wrote it coz I know there are people out there that this has
happened to.)
Do
you know who I am?
My clothes torn to pieces, my
tears dried in my eyes
My hair covered in dust, my feet bleeding on glass
My stomach grumbling from hunger, my life near the end
Do you know who I am?
I am the child of war
My age is only seven, yet I
am all alone
My family died right in front me, when the village was burnt
They killed men and women, young or old
Animals and plants, needed or not
Do you know who I am?
I am the child of pain
They destroyed our houses,
schools, farms
Stole our sisters, took our brothers, left us all alone
Whoever dared to stand against them,
was gone like the rest
Do you know who I am?
I am the child of sorrow
My country used to be red
with roses, green with grass
The mountains standing high and the sky blue
Now there are rivers of blood flowing all around
Mountains of death built in each corner
And the sky over them, burning black from anger
Do you know who I am?
I am the child of grief
The enemy…I cannot name
them
There are too many that come and go
One is from north one is from south
One is form east one is from west
Do you know who I am?
I am the child of innocence
I hear that others kick food
around
I search for dried bread in the rubbish
I hear that others watch clowns and laugh
I watch death and weep
Do you know who I am?
I am the forgotten child
Day and night I dream
Of the white bird that would fly in the sky
Of the fresh breeze of the morning that would hit my face
Of the songs of birds that would wake me up
Do you know who I am?
I am the child of hope
Ruins all around me, piled
up high
Rockets come one after the other without a break
The houses explode and the dust rises
Children cry and elders run
Do you know who I am?
I am the child of death
Do not close your eyes!
Do not turn your back on me!
Do not support the enemy!
I cant live like this any longer!
Now do you know who I am?
I am the child of Afghanistan
BY, ME :)
If you want to read the other 5
poems I have written that are attached to this website, go to 'poems' then to
'my pomes'. I hope you like it!
Thanks
For Visiting!
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