Arms Dealers Poem by Afzal Shauq

From the sword of Papa Khushal...
some made the weapons...
the arrows
knives
bullets
and rockets....

How do we blame
illiterate Pashtoons,
lives made hard by
mountains and rough valleys.
While we, the poets see
the dealing in arms
and write nothing..
except
the audacity of deceptive words.
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Poem In Pashto By: Afzal Shauq
Translated in English By: Alley Boling
Book: 'TWIST OF FATES' Poem No.314/Page.391
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