They Have Hearts... Poem by Mohammad Younus

They have hearts...
...That must be blind,
...For they pellet...
...On our eyes...
...Like the hunter...
...On partridges;
They walk carrying death...
...In their heads...
...And combat bags:
Many they have blinded...
...Ruthlessly...
...In my disturbed land;
Eh! They won't see the light again...
...They won't know now...
...What is dawn and...
...What is dusk? ...
...Their whole life will now be...
...Long night without...
...Moon and stars...
Others who survive...
...Fall victims...
...One by one...
...To bombs and mortar guns..
This Is my wretched world...
Tell me, O' Onlooking God...
...When shall the peace return?

Mykoul