Come Back! Come Back! Poem by Mohammad Younus

If all this is true, that at the dawn...
...when the living dead are sleeping...
...when from the East, bright sunlight beams...
...to tombstones of graveyards are kissing;
If it is true, that under cover of burial mounds...
...the dead ones are awake, hearing, but quiet,
Then, I will call my beloved martyr sons of the soil:
'To life, my dear ones, come back, come back!
But not as phantom shadows haunting in dreams!
Appear! Oh, beloved martyrs, rise from the dead!
Such as you were never lost to cruel death!
Such bright and bold, as spring roses!
Cheerful and bright-faced as believers in Jannah!
Come, like angels from heaven on wings soaring up!
Like seeds buried in the soil sprouting as flowers!
O honoured guests with God: come back, come back!
Come back to life, and forgive the sons of terror and hate!
Come back to life, and celebrate the new epoch of peace! '

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