Cowboys Of The South Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

South of the equator, the cowboys
Rode the plateaus, for beefy celebrations
Two hundred of them, and a few, by the horns
Elongated skulls and bones for jackals.
The orphans would sport beards longer than knees,
Shrouded fe-males, this part of the globe
To embrace other sect's bloody war of ascension.
The ghosts, long asleep by then of the ‘politicians',
Lone soldiers on high peaks pulling down,
Dried stems of apricot trees, and breaking them
By sharp stones, ‘back to the stone-age again'
Or leave the cursed land, by the time all water from
Under the earth's crust, would have been drained out
By sun. It will have the putrid smell of fossil fuel.

Sadiqullah Khan
Peshawar
October 6,2014.