Arms Dealers

From the sword of Papa Khushal... some made the weapons... the arrows knives bullets and rockets.... How do we blame illiterate Pashtoons, lives made hard by mountains and rough valleys. While we, the poets see the dealing in arms and write nothing.. except the audacity of deceptive words. _____ Poem In Pashto By: Afzal Shauq Translated in English By: Alley Boling Book: 'TWIST OF FATES' Poem No.314/Page.391 Web Link: http: //khyberwatch.com/nandara/index.php? option=com_content&task=view&id=378&Itemid=1 PDF files: http: //khyber.org/books/ashauq/index.shtml Poet's weblog: www.tolafghan.com/members/afzalshauq © Afzal Shauq