A QUESTION

My forefathers spoke the truth as they
saw it
For the glory of mankind, for Honor’s
Sake
For the eternal light
This blood became a beacon for all
those
Who stood against tyranny
And the blood flowing on battlefields
On crucrucifiesn prisons declared their
existence
That blood was evidence of man’s honourHonorourHonor a symbol of the eternal light
And here am I, the barefoot man
On the highway of need
Enchained and compromised by
Common comforts
I find myself watching … thinking ….
If the blood of these forefathers flow in
My veins
Why doesn’t it cry out?
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Poet: Iftikhar Arif
Translated by: Brena Walker