After many days of constant shelling
And dropping of loads of explosives,
A gorgeous girl was rescued,
Out of wreckage of the city,
She was sent abroad for the recovery
Of her wounds and when brought back,
She refused to recognize at all each person,
Mansion, park and hotel of her city,
It was her version that after such
An overlong shelling how one can survive,
How things can exist, it was not her city;
Nor inhabitants were anything to her
She went on to refuse, and bent upon to insist.
Written By Dr. Anwaar Ahmed Ejaz
Translated by Muhammad Shanazar
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