April/ 2/ 2025
Martyrs’ blood floating in street streams,
students ready to lose their life to learn a new word
Learn to write “immigrant.” Not a new word?
God knows Iran for Afghan. Police breaking another kid’s neck
better than 20,000 kids being deported without a guardian.
Now, even our guardian angels are chained by the Taliban.
Draw more Tulips in the city walls for more martyrs, we would never be done sacrificing.
read “my dear country Afghanistan” in school books, read, never belief, it was never mine
My language isn’t Pashto, I don’t understand screamed national anthem into my ear
My culture isn’t baqarah, genocide ethnicity from my country
just another day with 40 killed, 2 suicide bombings, and just blood covering the country
just like my mother’s newly bought furniture: covered, but in red
Bamiyan still breathes in my heart, but it was mine
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