The Dead Body Will Follow

The blood of your brother now stains your hands red! Conscious sleeping...? deadly human being...! When you took the knife did it come to your heart the one you wish to kill? Did you dream this someone Perhaps had a home Wife...children...? Didn't you feel a life flesh of someone's heart with a small world of his own? As you raised your hand was your brain was silent... Didn't you realize? Now do you cry at your tragic mistake or feel pride in killing? How will you ever be at peace or remove from your memory such an act of cruelty? May your conscious beat you with stones as you run to escape. But I say to you remember this well there will be no hiding place. You are like the thief trying to hide even in shadow but shall one day be found out. I am certain of your doom with each breath you'll be haunted. Followed by the body of the dead. _____ Poem In Pashto By: Afzal Shauq Translated in English By: Alley Boling Book: 'TWIST OF FATES' Poem No.193/Page.255 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